War

When will I believe he loves me?
After each test is passed
and new ones created
to double check?

When will I believe I love me?
After doubt is a distant memory
and the urge to self-harm is repressed?

My war displayed in two living beings.

Mirrored, dueling flames.

Emily C. Poésie © 2019

Image: darksouls1

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