Scared that I have just become
And annoying part of you;
Like a broken clock ringing at ungodly hours-
An unpleasant presence you’d rather get rid of.
But you can’t.
Because somehow it has made its way through your everyday;
You’d still want it to do away
Scared that the voices in my mind
Keep telling me this
Repeating these words
They can be silenced only by your own,
Though you withhold
Every single time
Every single night.
Until the last string snaps
And I’m back to my own mind
That you’d tell me it isn’t so.
That you’d tell me it was never so.