Most days I live a normal life.
Normal,
Average,
Unextrordinary life.
It does little to bother me.
In fact,
I revel in it.
For someone who has been at war with the world for so long,
I find that monotony suits me.
But all it takes is a slight tremor,
An unexpected change in plans,
Something that harkens to older days,
Earlier tragedies,
Battles lost and scars faded.
It doesn’t take much to call to the beast inside of me,
The monster that so fiercely protects my broken soul.
And I have yet to learn how to recognize when there is a shadow playing with my mind,
Or an actual threat.
Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
Most days I live a normal life.
Normal,
Average,
Unextrordinary life.
It does little to bother me.
In fact,
I revel in it.
For someone who has been at war with the world for so long,
I find that monotony suits me.
But all it takes is a slight tremor,
An unexpected change in plans,
Something that harkens to older days,
Earlier tragedies,
Battles lost and scars faded.
It doesn’t take much to call to the beast inside of me,
The monster that so fiercely protects my broken soul.
And I have yet to learn how to recognize when there is a shadow playing with my mind,
Or an actual threat.
