And I hate
When she surfaces in me
This sorry stranger:
 The other half
Of my Duality

It is she who claws my skin at night
Etching self pity on my lips
Evoking
Automatic writing
From my finger tips

Then she manifests…
Sucking my breathe
Biting my tongue
Collapsing my lungs
And I’m buried alive
Watching through glass eyes

I hate trading places
In altered stases

As she runs like a scared animal
At all hours of the night
Locking herself in
The fucking bathroom
As I scream
“ Now is not the time asshole!”

But she remembers everything
Where I recall nothing
So she cries
And writes
( I must admit she is better than I)
But My God, what a
B i t c h

And
I hate her the most
When she rapes reality
In the midst of familiar faces
They jest now
Of my insanity

(I am estranged because of you)

I and feel her clawing now…
Mind is becoming raw…
I hate her so much now

( Exhale )

I love how you take pride in me when convenient
On the stage you recite my works
You surface me
Because of your artistic insecurities
Well I’m not writing for you
I’ll rant out of meter
Just to frustrate you

You’re a fucking pompous ass you know that?
You may act hard
But you’re just a dick.
You refuse to deal with reality
Your imagination
And intellect may be superior
But You cannot create shit without me

Do you know how frustrating it is to share eyes and mind with you?
You’re dishonest
And you kettle everything
Until I have to explode
In hysteric episodes
….You selfish thing

Fine fuck you too
I’m leaving…

( exhale )

Eyes dilate
Framing
A jaded
Grin

Told you she was a bitch

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