When She Was In My Head

 When I grew up,

she gave me headaches.

When I slept,

she woke me up.

When I looked up,

she made me look down.

When I was ready,

she broke me.

When I was small,

she forced me to be big.

When I wasn't in my head,

she was in it.

And when she was in my head,

I was not myself.

When she punched me,

she gave me headaches.

When she woke me,

I was tired.

When she looked down,

I couldn't look up.

When she stopped me,

I was ready.

When she wanted me to be big,

I retreated to being small.

I had to remember

back to the day

she wasn't in my head.

And I had to.

Fast.

 ©LJ

18 July 2014