These changes I go through each night and day
Poison my mind as my flesh rots away.
My mind is unstable, yet I choose not to pray.
I’ve turned cold as ice slowly melting away.
Soon I’ll be water. Will I evaporate?
Will I ascend to the heavens?
Or be forever cast away?
These changes of mine have caused me to deceive many
Is it that I’m evil or the evil that’s in me?
Copyright © Larry McMillan Jr. | Year Posted 2016