Schism

We were born joined at the hip

Vital organs were involved

Surgical separation was not an option

And so we were stuck with one another

Myself and I.

Forever.

The problem is,

We are very different.

I want to be carefree and happy and he doesn’t.

He says he does but he doesn’t.

Not really.

He would rather be a stubborn, bitter, sullen, resentful pain in the a*s.

And he won’t listen to reason.

How can a person live with someone like that?

It’s exhausting.

But then I have my flaws as well.

I eat too much, don’t exercise enough, don’t take care of myself and worry a lot.

But so what!

He doesn't have to be so critical.

OK, maybe he’s right about some things but so what.

Maybe the problem is

We spend too much time together 

I don’t know.

Maybe its because he won't stop talking

I don’t know.

Maybe he just needs to lighten up

I don’t know...

Someone is to blame though.

Someone needs to take responsibility.

But let’s be clear...

It's not me.

Oh

And another thing

How does he live with himself

Always having to get in the last word.

Reviews

[Barbara Walker]

Myself and I argued over which one of us would write a review. In fact, she's still trying to figure out a fair way to decide! Me? I just grabbed the computer, possession is 9/10's of the law, right? Anyway, we both think it's great.

[ReedWrite]

I love this poem...the perfect expression of how so many of us feel. The lighter, carefree side always battling the more sensible side that conforms to the demands life places on us, and loses its ability to be spontaneous and free. My joined-at-the-hip other has to have the last word, too. It's just so frustrating living with that stuffed shirt sometimes!

[Lorry]

I'm starting to sound like a broken record with reviewing your work chip, but I think this one deserves a double WOW, one for each of you. Love the way you take the duality of being, and in such an honest way, fight both corners at once. Just be grateful you aren't a mixed martial artist in UFC, because one of you would get hurt bad trash talking yourself like that :)
There is humour in amongst the seriousness too, which is refreshing. I think I lose my sense of humour completely when arguing with myself, but then I realise I am doing it and ask myself "why am I arguing with myself", then it turns into a whole other conversation of answering and arguing why, which sometimes leads to a smile and shake of the head, other times I go sleep it off :)
Loving reading your work so far, top quality stuff.

[Lorry]

Oh, and the other me likes it too :)

[Karmee]

wow, I really enjoyed this write a lot.
this is really good, i could feel the emotions pour out.

[Chip Murison]

Thanks Myconcern. ;-)