Pushed by Fear
Ran by Anger
Caught up in the world
My Heart can't take it
Fueled by jealousy
It's what I had become
Off my High Horse is where I'm from
Are these repercussions from my up bringing?
Or is it my pride that has me singing
Attack my character, life isn't but a dream
Sanely living is what I want to be
Auto Pilot is how this feels
Images running through my mind
It's hard to see what's real
Pan back and take a look a little longer
Get some Grit and come back stronger
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An insightful depiction of a mind infested with negative emotions, well articulated and nicely penned in good diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Triple Bs. Please read my poem CHILDREN OF CRUEL FATE.