The Enemy Within
Racing thoughts filled with confusion
Feelings of impending dread
A 2500 mile journey to travel
But I’m not straight in my head
All alone on those highway roads
I picture I’m starting to slip
Three medication cocktails to sober me along
Yet none of them seem to stick
Heart pounding, clenched hands
I search for any way out
Of this madness, I must emerge
But I’m filled with terror and doubt
Why has this disease befallen me?
What was my childhood sin?
Always fighting this mental battle
With the enemy within
Copyright © Christine Costello | Year Posted 2014
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