An empty space filled with pillars
Dark and tall, ashen grey
I’ve been there once before, I’ve visited this place
I was horrified by what I saw, barren land of shame, guilt and disgrace
There lived a girl there, small and cowering
Covering her face and head with hands, stone pillars towering
She hid behind one, and shook with fear
As the malevolent character grew ever near
Who is the malevolent one, smiling sinisterly?
Searching for the small girl, and carrying a machete
It turns out they are me, both different parts
Part of my mind wants to kill the other, and to stab me in the heart.
I discovered them some time ago, are they still there?
I think they are, but I’m not consciously aware
If I delve back into the depths of my mind
I’m sure they’ll be there, quite easy to find
Who is lurking in the corners of your mind?
