internal solipsism

Day in, day out, is the continuation
Of the unending daily in-fighting
Mind you; not physical
But of what to interdict,

Struggling in between ends,
As the pendulum swiftly undulates
Between hate and love, peace and war,
Forward and backward movements

In the morning I hear a lawyer
Speak in my head, then a poet
In the afternoon
And a handyman when hunger strikes

You should have just let it go,
Voices of regret,
But it was worth it; inclination
Comes the sprit of reaffirmation

All to make me revolve around,
Moderation, Extremism,
Positivity and Negativity,
Reality or fallacy