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Living In Insanity's Shackles
While they worry me all through the day
At night, it's different
At night, they gather, a myriad in number, their untamed powers know no somber
As the distraction that the day brings is absent, they show their strength, for at night they
are most persistent
The voices in my head, they sweep away my resistance
My voice of reason gets weaker
And in their presence logic bicker
They tell me I am not worth much
They ask me who has ever fought for me, or treated my love as something worth cherishing
They show me memories of all the days my hopes were crushed
They show me the days when my faith wasn't much
They ask me if I believe that life was worth living
They hit me over with words that leave my faith, dreams and hopes shattered and I lay curled up, unable to move under the weight of my own mind, battered
I never knew my own mind could ruin me so. I never knew
© MizaR
At night, it's different
At night, they gather, a myriad in number, their untamed powers know no somber
As the distraction that the day brings is absent, they show their strength, for at night they
are most persistent
The voices in my head, they sweep away my resistance
My voice of reason gets weaker
And in their presence logic bicker
They tell me I am not worth much
They ask me who has ever fought for me, or treated my love as something worth cherishing
They show me memories of all the days my hopes were crushed
They show me the days when my faith wasn't much
They ask me if I believe that life was worth living
They hit me over with words that leave my faith, dreams and hopes shattered and I lay curled up, unable to move under the weight of my own mind, battered
I never knew my own mind could ruin me so. I never knew
© MizaR
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