more poetry.
I thought I had it all figured out.
Sick of my mind filling up and spilling over with doubt.
That's not what this is supposed to be about.
I refuse to lose so I pick and choose my battles wisely.
It's precisely enough to keep me up nightly.
Lost track of my own thoughts and that doesn't surprise me.
My inner demons have come to find me.
They won't hesitate to fight me.
Damn, It's so frightening.
Sick of my mind filling up and spilling over with doubt.
That's not what this is supposed to be about.
I refuse to lose so I pick and choose my battles wisely.
It's precisely enough to keep me up nightly.
Lost track of my own thoughts and that doesn't surprise me.
My inner demons have come to find me.
They won't hesitate to fight me.
Damn, It's so frightening.