I’m through with drowning in my misery
I’m not running this time. I’ll make a stand.
I won’t flinch at the walls in front of me
I’ll just destroy them all with my bare hands
It’s got to happen and it will happen
Because all I want to do is stay sane
Fighting my way out of this lion’s den
My mind is there for only me to claim
As I refuse old methods so uncouth
Radiating with a strength I can trust
And the mind finally wakes to the truth
The lies, the delusions – all ground into dust
I’ve conquered my demons – these words I shout
But now what do I write poems about?
29th March 2007
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