Inner Conflict
You wield a sword of words
that come to no conclusion
Born not from reason rather pain within
that leads you to false perceptions and intrusions
so anger can free itself once again
You hide in darker realms of needs
and stab with the sword of your emotions
inflicting pain to satisfy
in hopes, all are blind to what they see
your soul will die from the emptiness it bleeds
12/5/19
contest If you live by the sword then you will die by the sword
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