To My Most Faithful Friend

Oh horrid little mind of mine!
My strongest foe, yet a friend so fine,
Keeping me alive with everything breath I take.
Let's talk now, it is not too late.

To hate you is to hate myself, of this I am aware.
But how often can I quietly obey and agree with all your swears?
You make me judge, you make me fear, you keep me out of harm's way.
But stop sometime, and think, if I really should paint everything the same way.

I am who I am because of you,
And my gratitude knows no bound.
But there is a voice calling out to me,
So I need you to quiet down.

There seems to be another part of me,
Pure, still and so serene.
It sings sweet songs and whispers to my heart,
"I am your love, unseen"

I have heard a similar tone before,
When I would play in my mother's arms.
It was in my chuckles, my screams and my giggles,
And would bring everyone joy abound.

May be you and I can listen to that voice again,
And fill ourselves with the love you know I possess.
And then, with the wisdom you have gained so far,
We can choose when to live more, and when to live less

Sometimes, it's me. Sometimes, it's you.

Not one step more, not one step less.

Stay there, don't come closer. At least not yet.

I may not like where I am right now,

But I feel closer to myself.

Gluing it together, with all the love I possess.

Or may be it is a version I can control.

My mind wanders all over my heart, as if on patrol.

Stay there, just please stay there right now.

I know you are with me, I have no doubt,

But the smallest of things throw me off nowadays.

I know I have the courage, but I wish I had the grace.

So let me control how I should react.

I do love you, you should know that

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My love, for you I will find patience abound.

You make me go deeper, and truly feel the ground,

While most other lovers make each other fly in the air.

I guess we are different, but I really don't care,

Even though our search for truth sometimes makes us feel bare.

I get a sense of what you feel right now,

I wish I could make it lighter, but I don't know how.

I wish I could show you the version of myself,

That leaves the result to destiny, and finds peace in himself.

I feel I must strive to become that version of me,

So that you can see for yourself, what it means to be truly free.