Not The Same Old Rededication Poem by B.A. Phillips

Today I must confess
To remove this from my chest
But turn around and bottle no more

I can hear that spirit still among me
The faint whisper of negativity
Growing in me, and never letting go

For too long I've known silence
For too long I've been weak
For the first time, now, I am strong

And now I stand to wake
Awaken from this conscious dream
The very dream that made me think too much

No longer will it have me
My heart is so against it now
But it does not leave without a fight

'How did I live? ', you ask
Truth be told, I never did...
I had to lose my life in the process