Standing In The Fire
The Battle for my soul
Its ever burning climbing further into my spirit
to the point where my pain isn't felt but drowned
muffled by the rage within
forcing me to be less of the man that I am
I'm standing on the threshold teetering in agony
my spiritual pain is now physical
my sight is bloodshot as though im morphing into despair
and no matter how hard I try cant release myself from its grip
How can one person change you
Is it the disdain you know is in your presence
Is it the two faced coin persona that burns me to the core
or is it the rightful wrong that hurts even more
Ill try to keep my peace as much as I can
but the wall is breaking cracked by impatience
ready to spew and rear the ugly head of the monster
Give me strength to keep it at bay
Hold me close so that I may find my way
keep me closer to the light that I may extinguish this pain
Mend my spirit that the title wave does not bring me down
for if I embrace this darkness the old me will not be found
About the Creator
Quentin woodard
I am the Poetic Lyricist. I am a Poet, father of twins, and Husband to a loving Wife. My words come from my experiences, some from inspiration, and more from what I see on a daily. Welcome to me and be inspired. IG:poeticlyricist.
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