The Ego

My room is dark,
I can hear the dogs bark.
The candle on my table waits to be lit,
The sound of my footsteps are evident,
As I walk on the wooden floor.

The candle light has spread its glow,
I allow my finger to play with the flame,
It's time for me to hit the bed;
I blow off the candle, and it's 12a.m.
The reminder on my phone-
Displays his birthday.

My heart is outsmarted by my mind again,
I know, I'd told him that he was free to go.
Wait, don't blame me! It's my ego!
It's 2a.m. now; I'm sleepless and restless.
I switch off my phone,
And pamper my ego yet again!

©songbriti

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