Tug Of War Poem by Trichotillomaniac The Poet

everyday i go through a tug of war
with the 2 sides of myself
one side is fighting for self control
the other side is fighting to be self soothed
the self soothing one is starting to win
the self controlling side of the rope
was hurting my body, taking up too much of my time, too much of my energy
i chose self soothing since
it's supposed to be a good thing
but as soon as i gave in and
fought with all my strength
to choose self soothing
it somehow took over
disguising itself as a hug
wrapping itself around me
when in reality it was strangling me