All of me in this

fractions of my mind

As the days move on it seems as if things get tougher, doubt filling the corners of the mind while satisfaction becomes a mist; regaining trust is merely but a myth. The anger is ravenous while my mind is perplexed allowing irritations to cloud my judgement. Though the physical empowerment seems to ignite, facing the physical and mental struggles brings "dementia" every night. Confused in the heat of the battle, my injuries led me to believe that there is no gain, stuck with pain that stained my name but how can I be assured that things will be okay when every second there is an evil game. We could never advance if we're stuck in the same circle, lost within broken feelings the mind works without reason yet still I long for better days when we would fish through meanings for achieving; enlighten each other while promoting Godly honour.