me, you, and the glass between.
When the water runs so loud that all other noise is blocked out
I like to stare into the silver glass and face my favorite opponent
What I do, she does
Whatever punches I throw, we both feel
So I draw my bow and arrows, and my swords, and rifles
She never instigates it
But her face is enough to set me off
Once the water gets loud enough
And my weapons have drawn enough dark blood
I scream until I’m collapsed on the floor
My lungs didn’t fail me when I asked to them.
If I’m going down, you’re going down with me
Most days, I follow advice
I stay out of your line of sight
If we just cross paths
I will put on the mask
But other times
I’m everyone’s favorite self destructive villain
And I seek out your glass
I lose my
Mind
Lessly, Fully
There’s no comprehension
No path or direction
I only have one motive
To hurt myself
To destroy my progress
To wreck my mind
My weapons are drawn again
An ancient warrior, stuck in this loop for all of time
I will never change
Though everyone says I’m better, as though this isn’t all grandeur
Though everyone praises the progress, like a trauma ridden soldier, carrying a Medal of Honor
They have never seen the silver nights
They have never heard the shrill screams while the clear water runs over me
In these moments
These numb, dark, lovely moments
I can almost forget
That deep down there’s still a little girl inside
I can almost forget
That I would never tell that child these
Lies.