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July 4, 2023

ego

My Ego is cold
like wind in the North
sharp like a spear
it stabs
when it fears
your words

My heart barely beats
the sunset
It bleeds
I’m down on my knees
for us

It’s my mind saying North,
but my heart’s looking South

My eyes search for your eyes
my mouth yearns for your mouth

The Ego
it’s constantly hunting for pride
the further I go
more prey it can find

The heart
it is locked
in an armour of steel
no warmth in the North

may I heal

A poem by Ada Erman