Another side of me

dice

The clown’s got out again
Fuck I need to lock his box
I’m really not in the mood
Is there such a thing as a personality detox?
There’s only so much of this I can take
Burning brightly, while I’m hiding in the dark
Dichotomous energies circle and churn
But have to keep moving, or die like the shark
Tell ya what though
It’s a hell of a fuckin’ ride
It’s only a short trip to the top
But have deceptive depths inside
Grinning, the snake’s venomous smile
The glint of pleasantry, practiced guile
As rough edged caress grinds you down
Small doses are fine. but this has been a while
I mean is this shit for real?
This change, although still me
Or is it just imagined?
And there’s nothing there to see?
Doubts, fear and questions
Dragging myself down
This battleground within
Is the reason I keep him around
I suppose he has his purpose
His reason just to “be”
He is my inner child
And just wants to be set free

Billy 12/10/15

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