Mentalities that leak all over my everything.
Uncertainty has eroded my respect of self.
Opportunities are disregarded.
Ideas strewn across the room.
A dose of lies so potent
It deteriorates my motives, and beliefs.
Struggling to resist the voice inside
that started as a whisper;
a slight breeze in a self made hell.
I spoke too soon, yet I haven't said a thing.
A silence so aesthetic it takes me to the edge
Where I am vulnerable to only that which is true.
My demons hide behind mirrors,
And haunt the corridors of my thoughts.
Their surreptitious plans demand All of me.
I am placed in their pockets, and am considered the favor
upon which they believe they deserve.
Pirating my spirit, Robbing my composure,
They only desire my emotions.
For if they acquire My happiness,
they know,
My happiness is the only thing
that can save me from my dues, my debts.
This very reason, is why I fight,
This very reason, is why I shall never surrender,
Even if I am left with nothing.
Aug 26, 2010
Aug 26, 2010 at 1:32 AM UTC
Mentalities that leak all over my everything.
Uncertainty has eroded my respect of self.
Opportunities are disregarded.
Ideas strewn across the room.
A dose of lies so potent
It deteriorates my motives, and beliefs.
Struggling to resist the voice inside
that started as a whisper;
a slight breeze in a self made hell.
I spoke too soon, yet I haven't said a thing.
A silence so aesthetic it takes me to the edge
Where I am vulnerable to only that which is true.
My demons hide behind mirrors,
And haunt the corridors of my thoughts.
Their surreptitious plans demand All of me.
I am placed in their pockets, and am considered the favor
upon which they believe they deserve.
Pirating my spirit, Robbing my composure,
They only desire my emotions.
For if they acquire My happiness,
they know,
My happiness is the only thing
that can save me from my dues, my debts.
This very reason, is why I fight,
This very reason, is why I shall never surrender,
Even if I am left with nothing.
