Odi et amo
Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris
Nescio sed fieri sentio et excrucior
I hate and I love
Perhaps you ask why I do so
I do not know, but I feel it and I am in torment
For now I know
I am her and I am me
Two sharing the same demented, destoryed whole
Torn apart by the past
Horrified by the present
Uncertain of the future
We can never live apart
We can never live together
So what answer is there left?
We are two women
In one body
Fighting, clawing and bleeding
For our very survial
She is rage
I am bliss
She is war
I am peace
How can these two merge?
How can these two finally be
One and just one
No more
No less
How can we be
Will we ever be
All that we have ever longed to be
Whole
Just whole
God please, whole
2009 Ramona Thompson
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