Sunday, May 17, 2009

Battle

Tension grows stronger by every breath
Like my body calls for saving
Comprehension is shrinking
Of the world that is craving

Insane my head calls loud
The inner battle with the foe
Retained inside of me
A view from long ago

Now it's time to stand tall and strong
Rescue is only available from me
Allow myself to let the weakness show
Instead of being a detainee

Growing, hurting, biting through every step
Illness conquers mind and soul
Flowing through my actions
It's time to grow myself whole

2 comments:

Juliet said...

i'm slowly convincing myself to come to the conclusion you appear to have reached in this poem. i need to stop hiding behind a smile, and let my pain show, and maybe that way my own mother will be able to see that im hurting.

Pirat said...

This poem is full of pain and hurt, but it's about discovering that no one else can heal you, but yourself.

To let go of the mask is scary, I wish you good luck.