Cognition.
Thoughts collide.
Each one
Bending the other
To its will.
Which will survive?
Remain alive?
Will positive overcome negative?
Repetition.
Endless cycle.
Unforgiving
Bending me
To its will.
Can I survive?
Stay alive?
Will I ever be set free?
A bit gloomy I am afraid, but I wanted to vent.
Like the turning of the moon
ReplyDeleteLife will be better soon
The sun will you give a clue
To an exit from the blue
Feel the warmth and the light
Lead you from your place of blight.
Slow and steady wins the race.