Brothers within arms

Personality is owned by both halves
Like brothers, but one person.
Do I listen to him?
Do I reason with him?
Do think like him?
Do I behave like him, no!
If we look in the mirror do we see him?
Do we feel him, not always.
But he is there if I need him.
He feels my anger.
He feels my anxiety.
He shares my burden.
He shares my pain.

We merge like two rivers running to the sea.


 

© munster 2018
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