Letter To My Past Self

Widersprüche

These contradictions, inhibitions,

ways to still falter, stitches,

from days gone, not forgotten, 

that color my future,

my thoughts, my ways,

are nothing

short of words

echo in the chambers of my mind, 

but, actions are mute

as the passing of time.

All life drained within, only an empty shell

that follows the

automatic processes

of a girl

trapped inside.

This is not who I am.