Myself
My silence cries a War that I fight
It echoes a pain undisclosed
Growing like a newborn with all its wisdom
juxtaposition to a idea of a fine line between bliss and sanity
Two areas that battle for me without a bullet...
It takes resistance to responsibility
Asking for prompts to pleasure
But it also acts like a child in a walker
Wild and with no boundaries
Sending lifelines in tsunamis and a textures Drifting with winds howling at it's advances
I stand alone with many
Neurons ride roller-coasters
Emotions play Actors
And the body is unlearned to know again
This is my testimony
This is a Psalm
Your eyes were lonely....
Now they are animated....
©️thelyricalexodus #tresduravia
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