Poem request by Gabs
Within my mind, a war doth rage,
As shadows cast upon life’s stage.
My thoughts like demons, they doth fight,
A battle fierce, a gruesome sight.
The swords they clash, the blood doth spill,
As good and evil war with will.
The light, it flickers, as darkness reigns,
And pain and sorrow, it doth sustain.
The voices echo, like screams of pain,
As the battle rages, with no gain.
The conscience, like a beacon bright,
Doth struggle ‘gainst the demons of the night.
But in the depths, the darkness creeps,
And the soul, it weeps, and the spirit sleeps.
The voice of reason, it fades away,
As the shadows, they take hold and sway.
A struggle fought, but never won,
The battle doth rage, till life is done.
For in this war, there is no light,
And the soul, it doth suffer in endless night.
So let the battle rage, let the darkness reign,
For there is no hope, no end to this pain.
The mind, a battlefield, a soul’s demise,
As the war within, forever lies.