A Twist of words

looking for the answers

repeatedly coming up twisted

questions tickle the brain like a feather

reminding me of my thoughts calamity

 

an inner war plaguing me

my only defense is my will to be

shackled by my words

bound by pure fury

 

a never ending battle with options

a sense of normalcy bores me

i have to find the answers that remain my shadow

i refuse to let my brain ignore me

 

 

 

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hurtandlost's picture

a nicely built poems, enjoyed

a nicely built poems, enjoyed reading the last two lines!

IamWhoIam's picture

thank you 

thank you