Introspection Health Poems

In the halls of my mind I walk as I ponder,
Over things that trouble me, big and small,
Over things that tear me asunder;
As though I...

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Why do I paint myself the villain?
Why do I see everyone else as a saint?
What makes them so great?

I know I make mistakes,
But don't they?
Why...

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rising from bed in the morning
seeking shelter when it's storming
idly whiling stray hours away
dreaming there will be better days
fabricating a self-image
with a more prominent linage
doodling...

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I wore my thoughts on my head like a ball cap today

Ready to take off and disregard

or to turn around, tilted in the opposite direction

Easy...

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Go ahead....
and throw away the key,,,  
There's nothing left inside my head .....
of my sanity.

If only I could change... 
what it is I have...

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To soothe the cornered inferno
Consuming a sanctuary abandoned
Spider's silk like snow kissed ground
Walls caressed by a nurturing moss,
A mausoleum of birth
The detached ruins we carry
A...

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My only enemy left is myself
No one to displace the spring of hate

If he stood across and challenged me
I would surely fight

I would combat with...

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When you are constantly giving
And someone is constantly taking
You have to ask yourself
How much do you give before it takes from you?...

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When the mind stops, blank without thought,
It goes to a place of sanity sought.
For sanity is to chaos’ distain,
That place where silence and calm are...

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What will become of doubt within?
Will it become a loss or win?
How does it grow or diminish?
How will it look at the finish?

Your thoughts may...

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Having all the butterflies all while I am moodswinging
As I feel tingles in my tummy while I am swinging,
While I remember memories, causing my mood...

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gilt
but of intricacy
of a mirror’s frame
guilt
shown an ember in me
am I not the reflection’s heel
am I not intrinsic
   asked, though eschewed
you judge me...

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he followed my lead
obedient fool
an army of one

agreed
he is made up of many
made up of few

all within me
a need


...

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should I fear my autumn
when Juniper wilts with me
and the sagging stars above
edge closer to the sea

should I fear my autumn
with winter still to show
my...

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what’s the bloodiest, the goriest 
it’s what they’re really hoping for
but bread and butter routine falls
uninjured, aging vulnerables
just needing putting back to bed
or in their...

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