Running Up That Hill

Needing to accept, every part of myself.

Trapped within me

She fights

Life and death

To escape

And express herself.

 

Standing defiant

Filled with confidence

Nothing can stop her.

 

Everything

I'm not

But wish for.

 

Scared her actions

Will backfire

And hurt us

As past experiences have.

 

And yet

I need her

So badly

My soul aches

From the intensity

Scares me.

 

Struggling to find

Middle ground

Acceptable to both

As I start my ascension

With her.

Author's Note

Originally written, September 1, 2014.

Reviews

[Solomon J]

Good. I like the tension.

[therisa]

Thank you, Marc.