Self Reflection

I went to my muse

my spirit confused

and said "please tell me what you see"

She looked contemplate 

up and down at my gait

and said, "silly, you look just like me"

But I shook my head "no" 

and the feelings did flow

because I knew this could not be. 

No mirror to stare

just me and thin air 

and I determined to disagree.

"In you I see calm

like of Gilead, the balm

a healing, breathing vibe. 

And I see a good heart

a pure work of art

and the spirit of a scribe.

But in me, pure insanity

as if in God's profanity

he fucked up when he transcribed

My DNA, crazy

was God fucking lazy

when he made me part of this tribe?"

And then she stood tall

joined me at the wall

and our soul's did connect

She whispered "you are broken

a little outspoken

and you suffer from self neglect

But you were made mortal

with a heavenly portal

and you need some self respect

When you hate what's inside

its me that you hide

like an embarrassing reject. 

And it is not right

this battle you fight

I am not your opponent, you see.

We are one spirit

this thing, you must hear it

I am not the enemy!

You run from my gaze

my love, in a haze

for you, its fight or flee

But listen to me now

I must get you somehow

to know that you are me."