Me, Myself, and I

Me, Myself, and I

A Poem by mohawk man

the inner turmoil, the constant fights
sometimes “myself” and “i”
won’t let “me” sleep at night
for decades it seems i’ve tried to quell
the demons inside
that created the hell
that was my life ‘till not long ago
but slowly i’m winning
i think i can smell
the fear of a thousand ages lost
and i feel i can finally
bear the cost
of restitution to an almost lost soul
that wants it’s penance
before it opens the hole
where it keeps me locked with an evil grin
and kicks me and laughs
when i try to get in
to collect myself and maybe move on
to the life ahead
where those demons are gone

© 2010 mohawk man


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Awesome work my friend! I just love your work! Welcome aboard, glad to see you found your way here.

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mohawk man
mohawk man

near baton rouge



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I started writing in my mid teens, but gave it up for many years due to life in general. I started writing again in my early 30's, @ Jan. 2000, but gave it up again due to life in general; until Oct. .. more..

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A Poem by mohawk man