Sickness
It rules the mind,
It isolates the soul,
Its waging war,
Internal war,
The fiercest of war,
Spilling a haze to blind the mind,
Internal war,
Creates depression,
Starts pain,
Bed ridden,
To rise above the storm,
To see the sky,
So clear and blue,
To unite souls,
To clear the mind,
The battle within must be won.
Copyright © Joseph Schaffer | Year Posted 2013
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