In the darkness of my room
Surrounded by the echo of silence,
I sit alone once again.
Once again I have to look in the mirror
And in a frenzied vision see
My demons, my angels, fighting.
Who will win? Who will
capture my soul and claim it
for as I long as I am able to take breath?
Who will break, or heal my spirit?
Who-or what-will I become?
Confusion, anger, frustrations, hopelessness, betrayal,
All paint sordid images in my head
that I must see..
When I sleep, when I wake,
every time I close my eyes
Stop it! stop it!
Stop Haunting Me!
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