Civil War
Cant sit nor stand without looking over my shoulder,
I hear the beat of the drum, the war is closer.
Feel it’s rumble, so close to home,
It shakes hard on my heart,
It’s here, in this room.
An explosion of passion lights up the sky,
But with each new color, my heart withers inside.
Irrational attack, my weakness,
Surprise.
A lengthy civil war,
The world translucent through teary eyes.
Tremble and wait,
There is no escape.
An attack on the mind, I fold and I quake.
Heart in pieces, confusion,
Is it genius or a fraud?
My number one enemy is my number one love.
Copyright © Nicholas Caplan | Year Posted 2010
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