Thoughts

I see spirits every single day

But not the supernatural kind, 

I talk of spirits that come and stay

And dwell within your mind. 

 

They feed on your essence:

Chipping away your purity

Making you known of their presence, 

And destroying your rarity. 

 

Dispel these spirits if you can

And go reclaim your promised land, 

For this land does exist

All you must do is persist.