Poem by ink

Peace of Mind

This burden invades my peace of mind and persecutes any ideas I may find

 

So I sit in solace. Thoughtless. Hoping for an unlikely sign 

 

Days and months can even go by but it\'s clear; hope doesn\'t live on this side

 

Frustrations begin to build deep inside with no one to confide

 

The inability to know from wrong and right truly infects the mind 

 

While these frequent lies eat at me like sinners delight until nothing resides and I\'m completely numb inside

 

Now I stand with thoughts full of spite for this burden continues to interrupt my peace of mind