» war

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i was at war today,
my present self against my past and future.
this war would never fade away,
it was meant to inflict horror and torture.

i fought against my past,
and tried to become allies with my future.
i convinced my past that the darkness would never last,
but my future depicts the storms and mist that blurs.

present self wasn't happy with the performance,
it displayed outmost defiance and resistance.
i struggled with all my strength and might,
alas, i stand no chance at winning this fight.

dismay and surrender filled my heart,
the past would always haunt and the future would always dart,
the war between me, myself and i,
the never-ending commotion inside the eyes.

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