Identity Crisis
Escapism
Not possible
Now, and half a
Lifetime over.
Your hauntings
Cannot be eradicated
Until I get what
I want.
Eyes brown,
Watered down.
As you continue
to hide from me.
Tail between
your legs, something
I've seen before.
Mirroring you
is a misguided
priority until
I release you.
I refuse to
Undo this knot
And your tongue
tied and twisted
I continue this
futile quest
for restoration.
Copyright © Ian D. Campbell | Year Posted 2026
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