Coworker
Do you mind if I use you as a muse
And write a few lines about the conundrum that is you?
Tired and broken you lay in clothes which are worn and torn.
Your heart keeps score as your eyes search for more.
Never revealing too much of yourself. Keeping people at arm's length.
Screaming inside and out as the tides of emotion pull you beneath.
In a panic you forget you can swim.
Disconnecting yourself to a third-party perspective. You has become Him.
Horns out with rage turned up you go about your day.
Chewing up and spitting out all who stand in your way.
I know your heart has a soft spot. At times you act in kind.
At those moments I know you are at peace. No wars raging on in your mind.
Copyright © Christina Hons | Year Posted 2015
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