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Me V.S. Me internal struggle of the mind
Submerged in a battle locked in a game of wits against my reflection my polar opposite who remains weak, uncertain, thinks irrational, failing to hold a bases like mine that stands on the line and maintains itself to be factual
I'm in it deep it's become a war parts I refuse to listen to start to speak louder, start to speak more
"You're ungrateful towards who you have in your life angry about things that are not of your concern
living through misery as if it were an every day sport longing to teach what no one wants to learn."
Thoughts roll in deep and hit vulnerable parts hard, but the skin I'm wearing now is dense so they fail to penetrate
with that being said they bounce off in that regard
I reload and continue head on against my reflection
a reminder of why we all lack the ability to achieve perfection
I fired off at the mouth with insults both intellectually profane choosing language to many seen as crude and vulgar
the rain I unleash is relentless pouring down on my adversary striking like lightning while roaring with thunder
my reflection as he stood on his last leg still ready for more, yet looking half dead
he smiles at my arrogance with a disturbing stare matching his grin began to laugh and then he said:
"back in forth we go on and on in hopes that one of us will win,
only to find by the end of the battle I never died or lost
I continue to plague your mind, I remain within
Years to come we'll still be at each others throat
the air escapes our flames keep burning under one life one body like a layer of fabric a leather coat."
My reflections words came to screeching halt
his body began to melt on the surface burning smelling of asphalt
I stare at the ground in victory as well as defeat
internal struggle is ongoing endless terrifying leaves you with doubts cut off from peace
still I continue to fight for reason no matter how strong the beast, but this time I fight for unity among both won't settle for less my resolve hardens as my mind stays open armed with the knowledge that some day the war will cease.
I'm in it deep it's become a war parts I refuse to listen to start to speak louder, start to speak more
"You're ungrateful towards who you have in your life angry about things that are not of your concern
living through misery as if it were an every day sport longing to teach what no one wants to learn."
Thoughts roll in deep and hit vulnerable parts hard, but the skin I'm wearing now is dense so they fail to penetrate
with that being said they bounce off in that regard
I reload and continue head on against my reflection
a reminder of why we all lack the ability to achieve perfection
I fired off at the mouth with insults both intellectually profane choosing language to many seen as crude and vulgar
the rain I unleash is relentless pouring down on my adversary striking like lightning while roaring with thunder
my reflection as he stood on his last leg still ready for more, yet looking half dead
he smiles at my arrogance with a disturbing stare matching his grin began to laugh and then he said:
"back in forth we go on and on in hopes that one of us will win,
only to find by the end of the battle I never died or lost
I continue to plague your mind, I remain within
Years to come we'll still be at each others throat
the air escapes our flames keep burning under one life one body like a layer of fabric a leather coat."
My reflections words came to screeching halt
his body began to melt on the surface burning smelling of asphalt
I stare at the ground in victory as well as defeat
internal struggle is ongoing endless terrifying leaves you with doubts cut off from peace
still I continue to fight for reason no matter how strong the beast, but this time I fight for unity among both won't settle for less my resolve hardens as my mind stays open armed with the knowledge that some day the war will cease.
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