I'm tired as I try to better myself. I ask myself what's all this for? I keep on failing even as I succeed.
I'm tired of trying to keep these demons at bay. These feelings consume me.
As I return to the land that once shattered me, I know I can't bring hope or despair so I'll be neutral.
As I fight this war from within I realize I need to stop fighting it just no winning it.
As my spirit gives way to the conditions of life, I found myself having nothing of a life it's just been waisted and had no meaning.
Sometimes I want to tear down the world. But I can do is be neutral.
I can never be what I want. Life's just not having it for me. I can't have peace but I can't lash out in chaos.
So I'll show no anger and I'll show no pain, disappointment, guilt or shame.
Back to the fake and the lies. Saying I'm ok with a fake smile. All I have left is to be neutral.
I give up trying to plan. All my plans have backfired in some shape or form.
Now that these walls have been crush down. I feel this storm from within and don't know it means.
Feel that the end is near. Maybe that's not such a bad thing. All I wanted is not to feel weak but feel invincible. But the best move is to be just neutral.
- Author: Wolf ( Offline)
- Published: May 3rd, 2023 01:01
- Comment from author about the poem: Not choosing to be in either an up or down state of being. To not give in to the ups and downs
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I agree with this, all our problems are internal. "A man's spirit will sustain his infirmity, but who can bear a broken spirit?"
Exactly, thanks for the comment! I appreciate you taking the time to read the poem.
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