C.M

Will I Ever Be Free?

It is not me,

But we share the same body.

It is not me—

My mind is my enemy.

 

Tedious routines,

Playing on repeat;

Like a restless stream,

No one can intervene.

 

Again and again,

It says…

Again and again,

It’s relentless.

 

When will I be free

Of thoughts not my own?

Two identities,

Warring for the throne.

 

My mind is my enemy;

And still… it’s a part of me.