I’ve made the wrong choice
Yet again
It sounds like me
Stupid and naive
Never wanting to give in
Always hoping
I know I shouldn’t
But once a month I give in
I cave and do it again
Making the wound deeper
It might as well be physical
For if it was I’d be dead
I chose this pain
Again
And it my fault
I know
But I can’t help myself sometimes
The personalities fight
Again
Lost with in me
One wins again
One or another wins
I sit back and watch not able to do anything
Silently crying
That she won again
That any of them ever win
Knowing my body is haunted
Yet blessed at the same time
A blessed and cursed being I am
And I wish it weren’t so
I would rather have one or the other
Kill me and smite me now
Or let me live a peaceful life
Not a day of one and a day of the other
Choices come around again
I don’t know what I’ll chose
But this time I hope it’s a good choice

 
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