Poetry Unraveled

Hail Victory!

Filter your disdain.
Eliminate your dastardly thoughts.
Shift through the rubble that pave the streets running through your core.
Lifeless bodies of creativity burning in a crematory placed in the depths of your mind.
A hall plastered with decay.
An echo of silence.
Your back story holding on to you and attempting to consume your entirety.
Feeling lost.
"Don't panic. Don't fret. Find your lighthouse. Find your reality."
The battalions of the tainted and pure face off.
Raising their bayonets to the smoke painted sky.
A scream of vengeance.
A plot unfurled upon fields of nerve endings, brain matter and shattered sanity.
The battle begins.
I can only hope....the right side hails victorious cheers.