he walks behind me,
around me.
in the secret streets i stray
he appears
pokes fingers
through my skin
plays rough
with my private parts.
he comes as an unwritten clause
of the agreement
i signed
the agreement to live
on agreements,
the agreement to stay
within limits.
he gets bigger
with every clause of agreement
i agree or not agree.
he penetrates me
from morning to night,
when
in my half conscious
i tell him
it was you i was scared of
it was just you.
the thousands of wars
that happen inside me
every fraction of a second,
i managed to win over everyone else
but you.
you, this man called guilt.
