i'm equally as scared as i am curious to know what i would do if i ever could see myself
not my reflection nor my shadow not a photograph, not a memory but to stand beside and breathe separately and simultaneously with the person i am right now
would i see the girl that my loved ones claim to admire and cherish or be disappointed by meeting exactly whom i already perceive myself as
broken
would i see death in her eyes like i do daily in the mirror or would i see hope, hatred pity, strength, guilt...fear
yes, i think i'd see fear
i think i'd take a knife to her head and pierce the wicked, coward that sits protected within my skull until i couldn't swing anymore
or maybe i'd give her a hug
...
to stab her in the back. that seems more like it we've never been one for confrontation anyways
15.11.21
"Know thy enemy and know yourself" - Sun Tzu
there are many directions i could have taken this poem, i let myself write blindly and it led me here. i wonder if i will always be my own and worst enemy.