This was a dangerous combination

This mangled relation

That confused even me

Hungry for this thing

That challenged the woman who lived in me

To set this little girl free

She keeps trying to suppress  the grown up in me

I’m trying to burry this little brat

Who keeps showing up to see

If she’s the one who is in control of me

She shows up at the most opportune times

Shoving her way rudely to the front of my line

Violently screaming


My heart throbbing with fear

And she proceeds anyway

Daring anybody to get in the woman’s way

She has to have it her way

And sometimes

Not even I can control her

I try not to disturb her

Can’t parole her

Because she is the little girl

Who will probably


Live in me


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