Once I used to live at peace,
There came two invaders love and loss.
Put me through hell, left me in ruins.
It came to an end but all at a cost.
Since then, there’s a war within me,
It is for me yet against myself.
I’m too humble to break down,
But too proud to submit and ask for help.
It is a war between my heart and mind,
Both are aware that their fate is entwined.
Mind throws spears of practical things,
Heart keeps dodging, flying on imaginary wings.
Not seeking God for resolution or any guidance.
No human can assist me with my own defiance.
All I see is chaos and turmoil,
It doesn’t seem to end, no matter the toil.
I wander deep into the abyss of destruction,
I no longer care who’s going to win.
It seems it’ll only end when I do,
Maybe I had committed the worst of sins.
Suicide is for weak but death is not my fear.
No more tears to shed, it feels my end is near.
I’ll die naturally in this war within me,
Just as a soldier sets his own soul free.
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©VishalDutia
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