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The Me Underneath

I am distracted
Needs boil to the surface
My mind wanders
Imagination merges with the real
I lose focus

The me underneath stirs
Hibernating no longer
Never really gone
Still with a voice
He hijacks my mind

In honesty, I miss him
That’s why he says around
Never evil enough to just die
A ghost or spectre that lives
He becomes me

My weakness he knows
Scars he shows
He loves to see me squirm
I almost sit back and rest for the day
Let him drive for a while
                        It would be easier

Soon he will sleep again
Don’t know when or for how long
I will be me again
Still with him there
The me underneath
Written by ReflectionOfMe
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