"I do not want you!” I cry
Like a petulant child.
But he settles in my head
Making me open my mouth wide.
I try to fight him off
Scare him away:
But he has established control.
And when finally,I give myself up
Wholly into his arms
Hoping for succour,
He laughs sardonically
And hovers just beyond reach.
While I toss and turn
And wish for deliverance.
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