Inside my Mind

If only you could see

inside my mind. The chaos

and destruction needs

no introduction. There is

a battlefield in-between

my ears. I see things

that others don’t. The voice

in my head doesn’t always

say nice things – things that

cut my wings. It’s hard

to tell what’s real. All I know

is that I still feel. I feel pain,

joy, regret, pride, anxiety,

and uncertainty. It’s difficult

to ascertain why the flame

in my soul burns so bright.

There’s a beast inside me

that is hard to tame. Do

you know my story

or my name? Is life

some sort of sick game?

If so, I refuse to keep score.

Memories come and go

just how the river flows.

My reality may be distorted,

but I am not the only one.

I turn the page, as my story

has just begun. No need to

run from myself. I must face

the truth: my truth. I wish

life could go back to

the way things were. Now,

I’m not so sure. Which would

be worse: to live as a monster,

or die as a good man?

The answer lies inside

my mind. I will find out;

it’s a matter of time.