Golem

There’s a girl
A woman
Inside that puppet
That mask
That golem
That was “you”

Somewhere deep
Deep inside the dirt
And mud
And dark whispers
Of the lies
You created

Is you
That woman
The girl
I still think of

She exists

And someday I hope
She digs herself out
Soiled and bloody
Damaged and torn
Regretful and
Full of effort
And calm determination

And I hope when
You finally see her
See you
In the mirror
Free of your cell
You will love her
Love you

As I tried to do.