A War
My mind
turned against me
All I
didn’t want was set free
Ranging,
urging and cajoling
My
weaknesses become controlling
The
excuses are always comforting
Just
knowing the evils are near
Then the
happiness when it feels time
Only a
little or once more, destroying the sublime
Eventually
it’s passed and I’m back to real
Regret
rises and it becomes regression
For now I
relive and it’s a circle of admission
So I’m
disgusted with me and lash out at my past
Who
constructed this psyche that can annihilate?
Who
contained and whipped my brain to violate?
For I
live with this torture, a constant fight
Strength
and weakness rollercoaster, yet I’ll never surrender
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