My Internal Cult
Encase the belief; In-case it is wrong.
Programmed to believe, destined to fail.
Brainwashing myself into devotion seems like the only way to prevail.
Worship leads to revival whilst silent exhaustion suffocates.
Transmuting humanity to enter the promised land that awaits.
Moving forward today means releasing yesterdays vision.
Constantly creating hope to find control in tomorrows mission.
Fuelled by inhibition as I fall to my knees, begging for change from the outside world.
For, the cost of my constant change is my own self-worth.
I pay my debts only to find a balance of anger and destitute dreams.
Taking the veil away from my eyes the inside of my mind screams.
Entranced by obsession and yearning for the next level.
Imaginings made up of illusions and delusions make my thoughts powerful.
In spite of appearance, I am a fearless dictator.
Welcome to my inner cult - will you be my saviour?
About the Creator
Jollyoddbod Poetry
Here I am, and here I'll stay;
Like the moon in the darkness that refuses to fade.
Clouds will cover, but cannot take from my reign;
Mark this as the moment that they realise, as they scoff with distain.
They fell asleep, I cannot be blamed.
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Comments (3)
I'm speechless! This is so powerful.
very powerful poem that will resonate with many people.
Oooo, this was very poignant yet extremely powerful! Loved it!