Millie Bondor Poet Rhyme

Haunted by the Mind

In the war of feelings,
in the war of hate.
War of healing,
and every decision I make.

I ask myself every time
to be alright: is this what's right?

But what's right?
What's real?
Every hallucination I fear?

What do they want?
Where do they go?
Do I make them?
Feed them?
Haunt them, until they go?

Or am I the prey,
that's haunted by the mind?

If that's the case:
Dear me,
would you please
be alright?

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Kevin Leake September 17, 2025 at 11:04 AM Lots of emotions in this piece Nice Rhyme Kevin Millie Bondor September 18, 2025 at 5:02 AM Thank you!

Danny Derden September 17, 2025 at 9:58 AM This poem dives deep into the fog of inner conflict—raw, questioning, and emotionally tangled. The repetition of “what’s right?” and “what’s real?” builds a rhythm of uncertainty that feels honest and haunting. The closing plea is quietly devastating. Strong piece. Millie Bondor September 18, 2025 at 5:02 AM Thank you for your support!