I walk unseen through the
Shadows of my mind's capital.
Lurking, listening. Hearing
My heart talk in its sleep.
Searching the forbidden streets
And dark city parks within me.
I have no joy; only overjoy in
Sight. Somewhere inside is an
Enemy. Someone to fight. I'm
Meeting myself in the ring tonight.
This is you and me. This is therapy.
I have shot everything else that
Moved. Now meet me man to man.
Should be a close enough fight.
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 2:15 PM UTC
I walk unseen through the
Shadows of my mind's capital.
Lurking, listening. Hearing
My heart talk in its sleep.
Searching the forbidden streets
And dark city parks within me.
I have no joy; only overjoy in
Sight. Somewhere inside is an
Enemy. Someone to fight. I'm
Meeting myself in the ring tonight.
This is you and me. This is therapy.
I have shot everything else that
Moved. Now meet me man to man.
Should be a close enough fight.
