A Message Whispered, a Plea Screamed!

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message whispered

“You do not,” she whispered, “come to me; I come to you!
I come when I wish it, not when you beg for it.
I come when you need my strength,
when you can’t carry on or when you are ready to give up.

I know of your need and I will fulfill it
but only on my terms.
I choose when you laugh, cry, moan in ecstasy
or grieve in the pain of constant mental anguish.

Whether morning or night,
be it either cold or in the warmth of a bright summer day,
you cannot resist, you must submit for I am the one within.
You know me better than yourself.

You know I am real!
You know I will comfort you,
make you feel well again,
help you to understand and give you a smile.

It is who I am, but – WHO-ARE-YOU?
It is time to bury the lie,
acknowledge the truth and allow me,
no, allow us to live and be finally free!
My name is Rebecca and you are me!

2 Comments
  1. Andrew J. Sacks says

    Fine and thought-provoking work, R H!

    1. RHPolitz says

      Thank you for the kind comment Andrew. Perhaps it will strike a nerve with some.

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