I am haunted by
conflicting beliefs
Knowledge's,
Experiences,
I believe there are good men
And I have even met one or two
But the reality is
There are many who are not
And worse yet who think they are…
Good that is.
I am tortured by
A society that allows
A child tyrant to rule it
for nearly a decade
And given hope when they
Make a different choice.
I believe in mind over matter
But tonight I am fighting
A migraine
And no amount of
Mental negotiation
Is winning the battle…
I wish for a better world
And hope the world feels
The same way,
But know that better world
Isn't the same image
The world individually
Imagines.
We hate the victim mentality
But suffer the fate
Of the world
Together.
And I know
With every fiber
Of my life
And breath
And thought
That if I allow
This bitter sadness
To overcome me
It's not just me
Who suffers
But the world to
Loose the light
I have to shine…
So every time
I get close
To that edge
Where I think I will break
And join the world
In its misery
I cry out!
“NO!”
“I can't!”
“I musn't!”
Every day
Every moment
This fight
Leaves me haunted.