arena

the arena is my mind where i try to understand and define "problem"
my eyes cannot see, my voice cannot speak
my ears cannot hear my heart
it is me versus me.
and i am left unarmed, confused, and scared.
no guidance, no light, nothing.
i learn, i must depend on myself
for i am the only one who can win this battle.
i alone entered unsheiled from self.
having come face to face with the enemy i cannot decide whether or not i or myself am the enemy.
split between two personalities, seeing no connection, yet trying to create conjunction.
i scream.
myself screams.
and it is silent.
reality tells us that we are one, we won.
we won because we are one.
it is i, myself, not me, but we who won this ficticious battle in my mind.