Apart We Are Whole
One part of me is the mastermind.
The other reminds me that yes, I am a mastermind!
Together, they are invincible.
Without both, I am ruined.
I first became dizzy.
As uncertainty sets in.
I begin to question my conspiracies.
I begin to wonder if calling myself a mastermind-
Is a symptom of delusions becoming solidified.
The two parts of me…
Which I thought were protecting me like superpowers.
Were actually putting me in danger.
As my mind becomes whole again-
I realized I had been acting on ideas that were incomplete.
I realized that the two parts ruined each other.
Leaving one person behind.
A person who has been ruined.
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