Always with me, I cannot break away.
My grip holds tight.
I wonder who I am without,
Because we are always,
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I rarely go unaccompanied.
And I am always going.
Questioned as to how I can go,
But, I am never alone.
I cannot be.
My shadow. My second half. My mismatched partner.
This is my life.
I’m in a codependent relationship.
Which is, “Point me to the nearest
Much too reliant on the presence,
Of the one that holds,
So much of my life
The one that is
In a Bag.