Battle of the Mind
Sometimes I wonder...
Is this dreadful life worth living
Coexisting with these horrid echoing voices
Inside this twisted demonic head
Shall my voice ever raise a whisper
Dare I retaliate for my own self worth
Yet I choose to slowly die inside instead
These scars...
They show the pain I've felt
Beyond the wickedness that lies with me
Where the river of red once flowed freely
Shall they mistake my pain for ignorance
Dare I not be deserving of the sunlight as you
You can't comprehend my desolation completely
I'm only human...
Lying in the shadows you have cast before me
Contemplating the fate of my existence
Pondering the escape of my unforgiven pain
Shall these tears transform this heart to stone
Thine own pride rest solely in solitude
Hidden, never to be tortured or burdened again
Copyright © Melinda Masters | Year Posted 2017
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