Self- preservation
Or Self- damnation
It deems not a difficult choice
The will to live
The will to die
People always wonder, why
The words do not escape your mouth, why
The cage remains unrattled, why
In does not meet out, why
And why and why and why
So why?
***
The battle field is messy
Benedict Arnold makes the shots
A head to head battle often strikes
Never ceasing, never ending
To move forward or backward
To stay where you are
To outstretch your hand
Or withdraw from those who can
That is the complete truth
***
It hurts, it stings, it brings
Unfathomable pain and misery
Until the leap of faith
Until the blind follow
Until the one step forward
Pain is a definite
Relief is a must
But not everything goes the way we want
***
Our brains are complicated
And our minds unsure
A friend is spiteful
And a devil takes your soul
And it’s hard to see the flaws
Your look is just a mirror
In the haunted halls we roam
Your thinking is blurry
And your perception is skewed
No one quite understands but you
***
You’re dying is what they say
But you can’t see that
Sometimes it takes another
To pull you out of the dark
To awaken your senses
And to restart your heart
***
Cold and alone
Utterly useless
Motionless
Crazed
Obsessed
And depressed
The walls were secured eons ago
There is no way out
At least you think so
To give up is your solution
Or maybe to give in
Let the monster take you down
You can no longer make amends
***
Yet sometimes we find a yellow flower
In the dingiest of places
We see it and feel it
We hold it and keep it
For there is another way
There is more to life
There is something out there
For you to one day find
And for once you truly feel
ALIVE