Sickness
of mind
I have
overly optimistic
completely suspicious
sharing board
spewing lies
truth denied
hungry for my fear
living for my tears
it twists
I turn
master puppeteer
illusions
eviction notice
tired of fighting
a battle
that doesn't exist
sounds of warfare
braze
my mind splits
there is no room
'n board
for doubt
no occupancy for fear
I will walk into
the center, storm
stand before my death
firing squad
bullets have eyes
I forgive you
healing
peace