I see demons
I see death,
I see destruction,
My own demise
My own release
This is why
I cannot see peace

Tortured from days of young
An incarceration
A burden to wear
Private words in private thoughts
And the reason for all the unforgiving ways

You have yours
And I certainly have mine
1000mph
The trajectory never a tangent
But multiple and critical
Fuelling the cynical
Shameful, sorrowful, despondent , diseased

Once or twice
I actually spoke
The response
The valued diagnosis
A joke
No words to inhale
Just sit listen and choke

So my rugged path
Wayward and distressed
Has brought it's own fortunes
And not always impressed
I ask for nothing but the same
To be accepted and shoulder no blame

You don’t need mine
Nor I yours
The messages we'd send
Of such labour and chores
Accept the difference
And take no sides
Home alone
Is where the fear hides