But the Night Is Not Over
During battle, rest has become my enemy
all of the thoughts that I’ve suppressed emerges
all of the doubts and all of the uncertainties that I pushed back
Rage, anger, madness, Love… all clashes together
Questions proposed without answers
Answers appear that I don’t want to accept
Thoughts turn into chaos and disorder and spontaneously exploring evilness
attacking everything that I Love
like I have no internal filter
and I want to do things that I cannot do
Go places I cannot go
have things I cannot have yet
and I want to rest when war continues on
I want the night to be over and the day to be won
and I have to deal with thoughts
be up instead of slumber
make choices and decisions I wished were on pause
would just disappear
but the night is not over and the day has yet to come
Copyright © Anthony Souls | Year Posted 2016
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