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Not Me





I have become so thin
because there is no more room
in the room of me
for me.

In the shower
the hot water washes over me.
The steam loosens me
and I discover an edge…
On the inside
and lift
            and pry
                        to see.

What is this edge?
What is under this edge?
On the paper-thin
            thinness of me.

I see light.
I sense freedom.
I mercilously pull
            with one tearing rip
desparate to see.

What I discover
...a dark shadow of an unheard child
that lives deep inside of me.

It fills me up
and crowds my space
and tries to become me.

It has deceived me for so long.
Has become me so well.
That I didn’t even know
and I couldn’t even see.
That’s why I am so thin
because there was no more room
in the crowded room of me.

With much curiosity and wonder
I gaze at this thing before me and speak.
“You have lived in here for SO long
            and my you are SO big!
I had no idea
that you were within me!”

There was no response this time.
Just a silent
shocked stare.
Because now discovered
            out in the open
                        naked
                                    face to face with me...

It realized it no longer had power.
            No voice.
That I had finally been set free.

So I just smiled
            and extended my hand
and boldly spoke my new truth…

“It’s so nice to meet you.
            What a relief to know you.
                        I have just this moment discovered that
            You
                        are NOT
                                    Me!
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  1. AnonymousJune 16, 2012 at 9:52 AM

    Carole, I really enjoyed the flow of this. Beautifully done!

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