That voice
that is
always there and so is first to be ignored
The doubt
The evil in my person
The one I thought was part of me
just because it had been there all my life
I never looked back to see who it was
Until I did
And I saw you
Malevolent root of all my inability and failure
I saw you Mother
You trapped me in your hatred
You framed me in your unhappiness
You told me I was not capable of fulfilling my basic human needs
But maybe you weren’t seeing me at all
Maybe I was seeing you not seeing me making up who suited you
I have believed you for so long
My faith is breaking down
I don’t think you are right
I don’t think you were right
We don’t live on the same ground now
You still invade my private psychic space
But you won’t
May this be my manifesto
I will get you out!