I'm going to go for a walk to clear my head of all the cobwebs that are in there being spun by too much thought.
The enemy lurks within my over-wrought brain with the planted seeds of ideas.
Knowledge that should be buried not come to fruition.
Truthes denied.
A pawn in life's cruel game, a puppet whos strings are pulled taut.
Realization of harsh facts.
Seeking desperate control.
Trying to sever the cords that bind, taking the reins of life.
Staying true to values and the one's I value.
Let go self-doubt,
I hold the power over you. |
Submission Name: untitled
