You come with hopes to destroy
Everything that I hold dear
Looking to take my joy
A struggle builds, my wall tatters
War injures without mercy
Until nothing matters
Shattered, broken and also maimed
I’m no longer of a sound mind
A victory you’ve claimed
My defenses you have torn asunder
Coming in you take your fill
My mind you plunder
Your tenticles reaching in, attack
Find the weakest parts of me
On them you’ll snack
Until I’m just a broken, empty vessel
Nothing but a worthless shell
With darkness I wrestle
Depression is a well trained opponent
This war continues for my mind
One day I hope to own it©
by Mac
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A war that feels like it will never end. 😦
SO true!
But you WILL own it. You’re stronger than you feel. 🙂
Thanks Tony! With friends like you who remind me, I feel like I can 😉