State
of Ego
“Damn
you,” I cry.
That
awkward bedfellow I know,
Has
stalked me with dogged ease.
But
now I see him,
Feel
him rousing within my head,
I
go ape, and defy him room.
Nowhere
can he run now,
I
am stalking him right back.
I,
me, the who is a knowing,
Caught
his reflection in the voice
I
chose, the manner I have acted.
Awareness
shall upend his cunning,
Take
away his powerful grip,
Release
me to the waking dawn.
Who
am I. The man you see,
Or
one concealed, not yet revealed ?
I
who am, the power of two,
Has
won the duel to escape.
Fetch
in the cleaning crew,
His
rooms to transform in my house.
Dislodged
the ex lodger so sly,
Will
no longer capture my eye.
If
he wants to still fight,
I'm
ready for him tonight.
I
won't ever more cower in fear,
Feeling
him being so near.
But
I'll face what he sows,
Wave
him goodbye as he goes,
Even
if a gasket he blows,
Just
as long as he now knows,
He's
a chapter I've closed....
I really like this one! Especially the line, "Who am I. The man you see, or one concealed, not yet revealed?" It seems like in the beginning of any relationship (romantic, friendly, etc) we all appear to be someone other than the real us. We think we have to put up the best front, when really the best version of ourselves isn't the one that we pick, it's the original, unedited version! So, I love when at the end it talks about not caring what the reaction is as long as that ego knows that it's seen it's last day! We're being ourselves today!
ReplyDeleteThanks for this! Hugs!
Thank you Sophie.
ReplyDeleteYes I feel the weight being lifted as I acknowledge the power of my ego losing strength. I hope that the real me keeps him away.
Loved your posts too.
If you are the one reading all my poems, thanks, but you have a lot to get through.
Have a look at the new blog and if you feel able please add something.
Hugs right back, like the poem.
This is my new policy. For a comment I will issue one hug per person. And you get the added joy of knowing it comes with a huge respect for your sharing