(Highly Recommended to Listen to the Music while Reading to get the right feel of Emotions I felt writing.)
We hear him in our ear walking to class.
Hiding fire in our cheeks, we feel abashed.
There's Her. The Nuisance. She constantly doubts.
I argue with her but she won't doubt her doubt.
There's Love you see, she's timid and she's shy.
She lets the other walk over her and tell their own lies.
There's lust who steps in, with her alabaster skin.
She's happy to touch and release her inner sin.
She sometimes blocks love, saves her from pain.
Furry handcuffs or a whip, it depends on the day.
She doesn't hold her tongue, lashes out her words.
What she wants, she goes for, and refuses to be curbed.
Then there's anger, she simmers.
She doesn't move. She's sweet.
She's protective and kind but does not retreat.
Sometimes unreasonable, she's been through the most.
Refuses to surrender to a pain she can't boast.
She's loyal. She's smart. There's cracks in her skin.
The lava leeks out, boiling within.
A flicker. A memory.
Of undeserved pain,
Fuels what She thinks, the world has to gain.
She's probably the most scary.
The most deadly.
Maybe wrong.
But it's her I'm grateful for. She leads the words to my songs.
When we come together, we yell..and we hate.
But she sits quietly. Quietly.
In constant debate.
She's a grown woman. The rest, they are child. HER tongue is the truth and the Nuisance is vile.
Together they could work and probably prevail.
For now Anger simmers. And Nuisance..? She yells.
Nuisance is beaten.. Heh.. but she can take pain.
She laughs in the front and spits in my face.
Even when I fight her, she speaks quietly.
Whispering that my confidence is lies and deceit.
But I'm tired of letting Her. I won't lose this fight.
"He's mine.
Not yours.
You have no right.
I believe him.
I love him.
And I'm willing to fight."
We lift our bloody knuckles. Love prays to the right.
We launch at each other. I WILL win this fight.
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