Prostrated Psyche

As the thunder roars,
My heart soars,
praying for a piece of mind,
A peace of mine

Some days I can tolerate,
But most days make me challenge life
Constantly silent
Just to avoid a fight
Bringing out the worst in me...
Even on our best days,
The best stays hidden in me
The irony, impossibility...
Trying to accomplish unity...
It is a mute point
When drive and desire are not connected at the joint

It's a breathe wasted on open air
Unpleasant feelings being susceptible to fear
Captivating the darkness lurking in our shadows
Referring down paths of forks and hollows
Suffocating my surroundings
Providing options that lead to self destruction
No wrong or right turn when the harm is inevitably inflicted,
Borderline sadistic
Beyond infatuation,
riding the line of obsession
It's an emotional recession
Resuscitating aggression
Like a fire dwindling catching a spark,
Assassins sudden change of mark
Weighing imbalance to the scales of nature's deafening call

Climbing the slick walls of the unknown
Tossing out all uninvited that have bestowed a place in my cerebral cockpit
Hand plucking the energies and placing them, smartly aligned
A Tetris fit
Filing away feelings that don't contribute to determination
Total demolition,
Picking up the pieces of sudden devastation,
Hardening those loose ends that started to soften
Putting back on that armored steel
With lock and key
Bury that treasure,
in which I carelessly let free
The see within me
Written by Lyrical_Aptitude
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