Mental wars

[seei3astian]

starting to lose it without a choice,
foreign to me the sound of my voice,
as if i were able to understand,
the power and magic in my hand,
not even fully can i posses,
for my body still becomes fatigues with stress,
at best i still can't win,
strapped down a binded with sin,
i laugh when i go through the actions,
because i know only where to begin,
from start to finish repetition,
the same thought flow,
as i wait for my turn to go,
my turn to shine and change,
yet i try to scream and am out of range,
i yell and scream and beat on the walls,
from the inside my skull cracks and falls,
collapses and there's not much more,
finally a peaceful end to this mental war.