Peace, that is all I wish for
‘Tis a blissful bore
For some, a chore
To achieve such a task
Is, at times a lot to ask
But I have no choice
That voice, in my head
It continues to rejoice
As I cry blood red
Tears, filled with my fears
Of pain and regret
I’m afraid if I don’t end this reign
I’ll be set, on a path, destined to end in wrath
I must find peace before I end up in pieces
It’s getting too much, to handle
Such anger, its burning my candle
Of hope, to its wick, tying my rope, making me sick
Too loud, everything is too loud
The crowd, in my head
They wish for me dead, that’s what they said
Everything is turning red
I’m starting to bend, to their will
Is this the end? Where’s my pill?
Oh god, they’ve stopped, I’m no longer lost
Inner peace.
But at what cost?
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