I'm fighting with myself again,
the other me inside.
I want to squeeze the very breath from her lips
and feel her life ebb through my fingers.
I need to silence her,
the constant sniping and criticising,
the incessant noise from within.
I want to  drag her,
kicking and screaming from inside me.
I want to make her suffer just like i do.
I want her to feel my pain and know where it's from.
I want to be silent.
To be seperate from myself so i can think.
I want to be alone in me.