Sunday


Words scream,
Through my brain.

It's been too long
Since I was true
To myself.

I've been hiding
From the thoughts
Crawling through
My mind like vengeful
Rats.
	
One way or another,
They will be set
Free.

They can create...
Or destroy.

I am the master
I am the leader

They must listen to 
Me.

All it takes is the
Desire.

All they need is the word
To leave.

I am telling them now.

Leave my mind...

Stop torturing my soul.

Stop stealing my future.

Release yourself from my
Brain.

They crawl across the screen
As I write this...

Creating something that
Was not there
A moment ago.

Construction instead of
Destruction.

Salvation rather than
Enslavement.

For the moment, I
Am free.

For the moment, the
Rats have gone.

But they will be
Back... bubbling up
From my conscience
Like a bad supper.

They are my tool of
Expression.

They are immortal.

They are under my
Control.
  
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