how i fear what i will do, the potential of my malicious mind,
how it daunts me, this i know i will do what i needs find,
how freedom beckons at me so, with roses of the sharpest thorn,
how confinement flogs me so, between two minds am i now torn,
obey and kill my spitit, rebel and kill my heart,
i desire my own fire of worlds brought to one part,
stay and mar my joy, run and scar my mind,
i request, upon my breast, my own soul unconfined,
but you with eyes of malice, and i with of desire,
i beg myself, for yourslef to mecry have with fire,
i cannot forgive your wrongs, i know them far too well,
but you will see, the day youll be, alone... this i fortell.
1 comments:
This poem shows a great deal of control of mind and thought.
This is something we all can relate to at some point in our lives...and really, self control is always important. Nicely written.
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