Some our very eager perplexed swept within
Underneathe the belly of the beast
A needed flower to grow amidst the rise of yeast
Within sullen fragmented dreams & truth
One may even negate that inner truth for a lie?
That inner struggle within/
To remain attached to the vine sublime
We are more then qualified for its great design
To calm the nerves from within
We look to man yet find no hold
We look toward self thus grafted in again onto the rights are sold
We then read books based on logic & get trapped within
It's inner struggle is what we all must seek to face
Within loose debris in decayed formation
Yet some its inner struggle is a way of escape?
Proned toward evident inhillation embraced with its surfaced Peyton Place;
The inner struggle from within
Fought back the heavy tears with a smile
Still to know all the great while
A hand to hold a loving kiss embraced
For this is the thought provoking struggle we enivatably all must face?
The inner struggle.