Ditch

Me versus myself

a mouthless sword

dying to dare 

at the doorsteps of the void. 

Me against myself

on the verge of defeat

a woe made of a stiff leash

thriving

(who dares to know?)

the breath of success. 

Me or myself

or else

the flipside of mourning

against shaded tears

jawing the tree into de knees 

of the dawn.