SlippingA Poem by schnickythep
Looking in the mirror
Questioning what I can't see Feeling like I'm dying My mind turning on me I know I'm not okay But where is the damage done I need something to justify The wars I barely won So is this really living If I don't feel like I'm alive Can tell that I'm slipping Don't know if I'll survive All of this conflict Tearing up my mind Attacks me from the inside No shield to hide behind I can't escape myself Though it's what I want to do Going going going gone Losing all that's true So is this really living If I don't feel like I'm alive Can tell that I'm slipping Don't know if I'll survive Fighting with myself So it's impossible to win Either become something I'm not Or lose my self in sin I know I won't surrender But I'm about to lose I don't want to stay like this But I don't think I can choose The circles underneath my eyes Bear witness to the nights I wrestled with my demons Long after turning out the lights Tired of risking my life In a war I don't want to fight Cause i am slowly losing faith That things will turn out right
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