Introspective Rumblings
Monsters lurk in the corners of my mind;
fueling hate and raw, primal urges.
And adept at guile, cunning, and finesse;
they're invisible, thus invincible.
Preachers vying for the souls of sinners;
use paradise as an alluring bait.
But any faith that's riddled with untruths;
retains the pungent aftertaste of lies.
Sane and insane coexist in my mind;
leaving me unsure which describes me best.
Yet, madness is no excuse for failure;
for reality is a cruel test.
Love can be both a curse and a blessing;
it can break your heart or give life meaning.
And though evil's no friend, I know its ways;
corrupting the morals of innocence.
Between birth and death, I'll experience
every emotion human beings feel.
Yet, no one cares I even existed;
they're too self-absorbed to care about me.
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