Dissonance Of The Mind

Old friend you're my eternal annoyance.
Constantly you linger here, yet never
able to maintain your vile endeavor:
to steal any semblance of my joyance.
While you obscure the eyes of clairvoyance;
this mind gets noticeably less clever,
as paranoid delusions will sever
all of this reality's flamboyance.

Life's luster lost it's glittering, sleek shine.
Colors subtly transformed into bland gray,
as both our psyches began to entwine;
still, I resist your orders to obey.
You won't rest till our distinctions align,
and my tranquil mind has been led astray.

Because I blindly follow your desires,
I question where the path you lead will end?
Towards the pits of hell I might descend,
for eternal torment from brutal fires.
Early passage for this vessel requires:
a drachma for the ferryman to spend.
Should it help, and perhaps my pain amend;
or does grief forever chase the soul’s wires?

Contemplation has roots deep in my mind
where I’ve always been clasped by it’s grim grip;
hence, from kinship I have become resigned.
A secret hidden as I seal my lip,
so I won’t be ridiculed and maligned.
This steely face and firm heart I equip.