by Lakesha Jenkins

I am not me so I pretend to be
What others expect of me
But the weight gets heavy, compresses my chest,
I suffocate, I fade away
Someone brings me back
I can't come back
This can't be....what my life has become
Abject poverty of imagination
Starved mental stimulation
Spiritual stagnation
Rollercoaster of emotions
Highs & lows
Lower still 
I am not me so I pretend that nothing's wrong
I dare not face the reality
That the me I am is the me I made me to be
Oh, the irony
Tears drop
I close my eyes in fear
I pray that the present me thinks of the future me & saves me from the past me
Before she destroys what's left of me
Oh woe is me
Please me...from me

Me by Lakesha Jenkins

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