The Haunting Little Girl
by: Shawna O'Neil

i have a little voice inside me
i don't know where she came from
but from there i find
she could squash me like a bug.
i let her make me feel
like i'm inferior
even though i know
i am the she i fear.
i listen to her voice
and do as she assigns
when i know in failure
a part of me will die.
the two of us don't fight
though i like to make a fuss
because i am the one
who is the two of us.
sometimes my soul is not my own
nor one i recognize
it is someone else's
that someone i despise.
all i can do is sit
and wait for her
to figure out that i'm part of her
and she's a part of i.
someday i know
that she will fail
and all of her will die
and nothing will be left
but me and bright blue sky.

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