a character concept

I look fiendish,
for once I am not me.
I am what I inspire in myself,
what I create.
I can be whoever it is I want to be.
I put on my costume,
lace it up tight.
Feel it restrict me.
move not as myself,
as the character I take on.
She is me and I am her.
We move as one and think as one.
We borrow each other for the moment.
After we accomplish our tasks,
I remove the costume and she resumes life in the back of my imagination.
Like my closet,
filled with many characters.
She like them rests,
rests until the time I may need her again.
I set the costume down and look at myself.
I am me again,
no sharing.
The best character I have played.
Me.

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