CHAPTER 63

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BECOMING YOUR OWN ADVERSARY

I feel like a stranger to myself,
My mind has turned on me like a book without a shelf,
Brightness of my physicality has been eclipsed by the darkness within,
Poised to find a way out of my predicament has left me so keen.

My flame of hope feels threatened by my pessimistic glance,
My last line of action seem to be hanging in the balance,
Like a ball swinging in physics' simple pendulum,
My thoughts are so scattered I might end up in an asylum.

My future is bright but my mind is at war,
Critical and breathtaking like a cat's deadly paw,
What chance do I have when my mind won't let me think?
This question alone makes me think my story is nearly at the part where my ship would actually sink.

My mind becomes my number one enemy,
The scene of my story is far beyond "Open Sesame",
It's either I stand to fight against myself to exist,
Or just let this darkness overwhelm me and win without ever trying to resist.

Temitope Omotoso

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