I've been waging this war for years
They've been invading
My head,
The demons,
The ones who watch,
Wait,
Then strike, when I am defenseless.
The battlefield is scattered with
The bodies of my
Fallen dreams
Surround me, each screaming at
Me to fight
Fight on, keep going,
You're fine.
And I obey. My sword,
Fractured and broken,
Cuts through one demon,
One more,
One more.
One more...
My arms a shaking,
My feet unstable.
I know
I cannot win this mental war.
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Words are Knives
Poetryperhaps night is dark to provide us less distraction from our nightmares. Ranking: #267 in Poetry #144 in Poetry