There's a caveman
Full grown but young,
He lives, hunts and preys inside me
He makes me go crazy unapollogetically.
He is a genius,
The genius in me.
Let's loose of my mind sometimes,
Sometimes he gets me hazy.
He let's me win, he makes me loose,
Asks me to make mistakes
And then he makes me feel guilty?
He thinks he is my puppeteer!
This caveman who lives in me,
At times is civilized and carefree.
He talks to me of wisdom and dreams
His game is fair, he doesn't cheat.
But he doesn't show up sometimes,
He just hides away, when there's ease
He is my friend in days of need
Otherwise he's just an enemy.
He never actually listens to me
Makes me question my sanity
Some quirky idiot that he is,
Always looking to fight or flee.
But he is my hope to grow and heal
He holds no grudges against me
He forgives me easily,
He let's me rule sometimes
Sometimes, he is just egoistic.
The caveman in me just doesn't go away
He tells me that he's a guest at my place.
It's just hard to believe him, because I feel
He is a frightened man in a cave.
He is hiding in there somewhere
He is hard to understand, I tell him
But he says that it isn't it,
Just that it's not the time for me.
I have got to get him out of there
So that he can play,
Perform out in the arena
And earn himself a name.
He yields a sabretooth,
My heart bleeds as he cuts
Through the walls of my heart;
Carving each line into experiences
The blood turns into ink
From what he writes, I have known
That he's been there for an eternity.
I realised, that he lives there
To help me write my destiny.
- The caveman by Syeda Fathima
