I am in hiding. I am so detached I am not clear what I am hiding from.
I am hiding from him.
The him I married
The him he became
The him he is trying to be
I am hiding
Hiding from me
The Me I AM
The me I once was
The Me I Am
The me I want to be
Oh let us repeat that
I am hiding from the me I want to be
I am scared of her
I am scared of who I was
I am scared of who I am
Deep down I bury myself in this misery
I use it like a blanket that I have loved
A blanket that has kept me warm for many years
It needs washing
It has holes
It isn't soft
I use it daily
I use it to hide
I can't name much that I am NOT hiding from
Addiction has its own agenda
1 year ago
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