The Exorcist Poem by Mehreen Mujeeb

The Exorcist



I feel a foreign soul
In the heart of my body
I need it to be executed
It’s sabotaging what I want to be
I am not me.

Its Velcro personality is diffusing into mine
I don’t feel like me
No matter how hard I try to let loose
It only happens physically.

I am not what I used to think;
What I used to feel
What I used to need
I don’t know who this is
From whom I need to be freed
I’m scared to realize that it’s not a foreign soul
I need to be the one to exorcise me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Killing Hope 07 January 2009

Interesting write, good job.

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Mehreen Mujeeb

Mehreen Mujeeb

Lahore, Pakistan
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