You live in a hostile world
There are monsters everywhere
Trust no one!
Your peaceful you seeks solace
Even in company
Your angry you
A tornado of defense and attack
In the aftermath
You don’t remember
Blurred lines
Blurred pictures
No emotions
He said, she said
‘Actually that’s not what happened.’
I translate
The skewed reality
Into something less hostile
I put bridles on the monsters
Then one day
Your peaceful you
Your angry you
Met
They shook hands
Now the monsters are gone
Poetry by Nathalie 