My worst enemy is the mind.
A formidable foe
of the utmost brilliance
, and no mercy at all !
Blindsided attacks ,
executed ,
for the thrill of it all !
As battered as a soldier ,
that come backs home...
The mind is not what it was !
Before the war ,
the mind was calm.
Being back home ,
the storm still continues.
Scars are on my mind and body.
Scars on my body have healed
, while the scars on my mind remain.
Please !
Tell me !
When will these wounds heal ?
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PoetryAn anthology of poems , which surround the issues that come with life. It is about struggling , growing , breaking and trying to not let life define you. This is my journey in trying to be what I want to be - WILD & FREE !
