
I used to argue with my other self
That self that never believed in me
Always interfering in everything
Making my life completely chaotic
And always dragging me down
But that self is no longer around
Now- I’m not saying it was murder
But I’d call it more like self-defense
It’s not my fault, I wasn’t myself
That self was just making me crazy
I went back to check out the scene
When I got there, there was no body
Besides no evidence of any crime
I’d just claim…temporary insanity
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