Four Words

by Sam M. Phillips

It’s not your responsibility

To make me feel better,

Can I follow the letter

Of my own law,

Or do I always want more?

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Can I achieve a higher score

If I believe I have the raw

Potential within myself

To be able to win by myself?

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Where does comfort lie?

Why do I try to deny

My own ability to soothe?

What am I trying to prove?

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If I remove

You from my life,

Can I still cope with strife?

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Am I so rife

With internal rifts,

That nothing lifts

Me out of the black hole

Which infects my soul?

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Have I no goal

Except to wallow in sensation,

To give in to every situation?

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Capitulation before desire

When there is something much higher

Which I can move towards.

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The way I choose is forwards,

I choose four words

To cope with how I feel:

The pain isn’t real.

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