Cupid
By: Melody PetersThe arrow hit me
And then it split me
Into two…Unequal distributions
One side is the real me
The other is unrecognizableThe warm glow is growing
Consuming my being
Confusing my facultiesWho the hell am I becoming
I don’t know what this is
I wish it would stopI don’t know how you caught me
Why won’t you release me
I try to break free of this grip
That threatens to rearrange meBreathing easy without you
Until
I relapse into your smile