I am

A thought just lingers in my mind.

I fear its very existence…..

…for it questions me about ‘myself’.

And you know how hard it is
To conceal what you are
Than to reveal what you are not.

So I thrash it beyond my being
….but it slips in…
…catches me unawares…

I beg it not to drive me crazy
I plead it let me breath freely…

Oh! So obstinate…!


Now that it inhabits in me so well….
…
I ‘chose’ to be what I am.