Glass
Walls
And then
the daylight comes and the dark parts
I’m
raised from the doldrums but the rough is still stark
Happiness
streams with shadows that smirk
I don’t
even blink because it’s my mind’s quirk
So
steadily on this path I tread
Vulnerability
from mental fragility fraught with dread
That the
darkness of the abyss will descend again soon
The
tugging never ends from the addiction monsoon
My day is
filled with cheerful sadness
Never
pity me for I face my demons with gladness
Swept
aside by the kissing tide that elevates emotions
At least
I know them even though I face them with weakness
This
flagellation is the valve of the soul
All
attacks shred emotions, feelings, and mind
This is
the soul made into by me
This is
open truth transparent as any human might be
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