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I wake up already in an argument. no voices, just the weight of two directions pulling behind my ribs, like a compass that forgot which way is north. One of me whispers, “stay where it’s certain,”tracing circles in familiar ground. the other steps past the edge of “maybe”,willing to get lost just to feel what’s forward. We meet in the mirror without agreement. same eyes, different verdicts. One counts failures like loose change, the other spends hope recklessly, again and again. And somehow, every day, neither of us wins. but neither leaves. It’s always been, Me vs. Myself.
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Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 9:21 PM UTC
Me vs. Myself
I wake up already in an argument. no voices, just the weight of two directions pulling behind my ribs, like a compass that forgot which way is north. One of me whispers, “stay where it’s certain,”tracing circles in familiar ground. the other steps past the edge of “maybe”,willing to get lost just to feel what’s forward. We meet in the mirror without agreement. same eyes, different verdicts. One counts failures like loose change, the other spends hope recklessly, again and again. And somehow, every day, neither of us wins. but neither leaves. It’s always been, Me vs. Myself.
I really liked the title and I wanted something meaningful, but it still doesn’t feel right… I’ll figure it out. For now this is just a rough draft.
#me#myself#battle#mirror#risks#disagreement
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16/Somewhere anywhere
Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 9:21 PM UTC
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