fervently attempting to express myself
with molatov cocktails metaphors
building my ego, bringing down my soul
my voice rises like smoke
and insanity comes out of me
darkness talks and it looks like sunshine
a warm dappled day lulling you into peace
my voices warn be on your guard
my daddy says ignore the dangers of this world
don't let it stop me from enjoying myself
resist the urge to hide
tonight I burn with thoughts
silence kills takes me under
so I talk white noise chatter
legion surrounds me I can hear them
they are one but they are many
whispering secrets of the universes
in formation stand at attention
Father is coming in for an inspection
this is war, remember
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The voice in our head, the legions that rule can take over if we’re not careful. I fight my own war when negative self-talk invades.
hello dearest Tim I am fortunate actually it took many miracles to get me to this age so many brushes with death…nature is beautiful to look at I guess I just have to remember my time will come no matter where I am and all I can do is do my best until then I am just feeling my mortality thank you my friend ❤️
Vivid and sharp. Fantastic work.
good morning dearest Thomas thank you graciously for the understanding and lovely comment ❤️
Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian