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. Home