But for denial
how many
would survive?

an inner fortress
built from deception
self-sanctified

reality is enemy
sharp is its teeth
too deeply it does bite

fair haven embedded
beyond the world's sight
the safest place to hide.

i keep the ink in my pen flowing
and my eyes on my inspiration

and whether this is weakness
or hope or strength or delusion

my imagination has proved to be
just as strong as my depression

so if my mind has sentenced me to death
life will have to be my own creation

22.07.20

It's in your mind
     the dark and the bright
     once the right path you find
     there's the light even at midnight.