Battle Mind
They ask
you why and it’s like they deny
How can
they not see or fathom the torment?
You take
it once more and it makes you high but happy
The
constant emotional pain that is your domain
Do they
believe that anything they do will frighten you?
Yes, I
must stop and that oath to self is meant and true
But then
that cycle which brings the warmth
The
millisecond of no torment
I swear
right now and throw away the sly
It’s hot
and how can I stop in July?
But I see
the candle burning both sides
It’s me
and misery or high rides
I will, I
WILL, I promise to me
I look
for that eternal love, but Wednesday’s Child is meant to be
So decry
fatalistic surrender and stand in this reality
From now,
let me see, my strength has to be my Liberty
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