dear soul

   
I let you down inside an urge
trespassed in your sacred gardens
took a shit there  
then left you to clean up after me
 
it's distasteful  
how I disregard your feelings
I make you feel like an outcast
inside your own home  
it's a crime, it's tragic  
 
I would move away
but there's no leaving you
you're the monster in me
that takes without giving
a thief of who I am really
 
taking all the good parts
and then dumping a waste.
a human tragedy
for me to bear the shame of
 
you act impulsively
with no thought of the future me
what will become of us
if you don't stop now
realize you're in too deep?
 
your inner child
denies her own face  
looks in the internal mirror
and says "no that's not me"
 
you're too far removed from your feelings
please take note of what you're becoming
before there is nothing you can do to right things
 
dear soul it's me  
your conscious talking
are you listening?