Milk and Cookies

my own worst enemy

she follows me around
wherever i go
pointing out my flaws
trashing on my clothes.

i can't hide anything from her
any wish or shame or secret
she'll find it, twist it, torture me with it.

she knows how to cut me
where I am weakest
and does so,
liberally.

she's always in the way
of the things i try to do
it's hard to live a life
with her always in the room.

maybe one day i'll grow strong
i'll fight her off
make her feel small. 

but for now, for now
she's with me
as i am hers, 
she is mine.
we're stuck together
we come together
we are together.

maybe not for always,
but at least for now.