My Fine

I am fighting a battle on two fronts
perturbed by my own demons
still trying to tame yours.
Fighting it, I was stabbed by its horns
I stretch my hand reaching for yours
Only to be grappled by another demon
this one you sought to hide. this one
you are particularly fond off. this one
you helped, and told it all my weakness
unable to spectate you ran, far from me,
Chased after you from the wilderness
To the backyard of the blue whale where you
were inside a canoe in a boiling lake
Unsettled, you gave me that look
You know me! I couldn't help myself
I jumped in, got in neck deep
"Boiled eggs" you mused to yourself.
I pushed you to the bank where he stood.



by Victor Samuel(@thevictorsamuel)