Mind Games
My chest burns, concaves, turns inward
my heart sears, thumps, anger is present.
Down the heat melts, toying with my stomach.
I am reminded of a phrase. "tingles in my tummy"
I relished those words, bringing coolness over my termoil.
But now, tears, held back, watering my eyes.
I've lost so much, but yet, it remains, not changing.
What could be another good, is slowly spoiling into a worse.
I may have lost, but still it stares tempting, pulling my strings.
my heart sears, thumps, anger is present.
Down the heat melts, toying with my stomach.
I am reminded of a phrase. "tingles in my tummy"
I relished those words, bringing coolness over my termoil.
But now, tears, held back, watering my eyes.
I've lost so much, but yet, it remains, not changing.
What could be another good, is slowly spoiling into a worse.
I may have lost, but still it stares tempting, pulling my strings.