Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Glass Walls



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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