The battle within

i wished i never entered it!

If I cry gently or if I smile, whoever thinks the smile on my face?

Is benign, need be careful, careful of the end of days

There, is a stain, a pain and a stench,       

Prolonged thought, forgone wrath smoothly refreshed, still lying stretch.

 

Welcome to my institution; welcome to my world, my confidence, my brutal world

Where loneliness and heartbreak keeps hitting like a rod

Harnessed in finesse fire, to multiply my pains, the pains, oh the pains!

Strangling my hand to pluck my mind out of my brain, my ever trusted brain?

 

Distributed to several severe struggle, simmered with

Love, the broken pearl, the broken pearl, the scary myth …

It is you love, it’s you! You are the cause of my pain, the pains

Bet you have a hand this time, sure in the end you have nothing to gain

 

If I cry gently or if I smile, not just you, love, it’s not just you, and it’s my pride

My pride where my world revolves, where I seem to exist

Hyperactive to careless words, ill reactions far and wide

You are stubborn to swallow, easy to harm, gentle, my pride; the only place my love persists

 

It’s you. My confidant, you tortured and deceived me to forget all I knew, all I know

About the constant fears, deeply lurked in my heart

Consciously drenched in blood, when my soul almost crowed

The diluted blood crows, the covenant, oh that bloody covenant!

 

Where am I to start? Who do I tell? If I cry gently or if I smile, who would listen?

For whoever thinks the smile on my face is benign, should better be careful,

Please do! I was deceived by love, and then my pride. Or tell me, who on earth is faithful?

Should I know that love travels about, with no safe home, no safe haven, only in prison?

 

     Would I have trusted you, my pride? In spite of my agony, in spite of my testimony

     Would you listen? Or who would rescue me out of this dangerous journey?

     If I cry gently, or if I laugh, whether I scream for help or perhaps pretend, all is vain.

     This is my story, this is my song, the covenant, oh the bloody creepy covenant!

 

You! It’s you; you are the Genesis of ‘The Battle Within’.

I shall fight my way out, my escape or my suicide, oh my being!

              To be continued…

Author's Note

oh my!oh my.....

Reviews

[disciple]

thank you stowe for your review!we are in the world where betrayal is the course of the day,where men seem not to know peace but strife,where our supposed loved ones are the source of our sorrow,where our fears are turned anger,and perhaps you are right if we turn to our maker?..

[W R Stowe]

Our soul or inner being has a longing for love and truth,Where do we turn on this earth for this?Answer is it comes from God and we are suppose to share him with others but we tend to fear rejection from the mainstream society.We all have to discover our own cross road when we happen upon it.All through the ages we have called upon God to deliver us from peril just to turn away once he comforted us.You have reached into the core of humanity and unfortunately the answer is different for all of us.God bless you in your journey to find your solace.