like darkness in winter
baiting me
feeding off my need for self
entwining with every earnest inclination
corrupting
i counter their reasoning
'there will be time for that after'
deftly they retort
'your strong enough'
'you could handle it'
foregoing words i brandish my fist
beating them back
they retreat but are not vanquished
biding their time
a moment of indecision
they spring forth
with cajoling words they speak
'there's nothing wrong with your way'
'HE knows your heart, that's all that matters'
do i?
always a mystery it has been to me
something to be controlled
beaten down
never allowed to grow
untrusted
disregarded
misunderstood
ignored
what does it want?
i begin to listen
silence
nothing
a whisper
too soft
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