I fear I may crumble

My pulse gets weak

The older I get,

The less sleep.

My mind goes to the afterlife

The one no-one can hide from

The one which no-one can escape

Oh! the chances one must take.

Time will silently or abruptly stop

Perhaps time is a stranger of things

Not knowing and in between the knowing of things

Battles are inward and hidden

Those who struggle in silence protrude loud as ever.

I often wonder which way is really right

Eternal peace for us, who on earth battle

A fiery place for those with lavish lives?

Lavish lives meaning they think only of themselves

Those who struggle have given their selves away

When darkness becomes your only solace

There is nothing that can enlighten you

When foes are your only companion,

What is left?

As much as simplicity is my desire

A life without chaos is lonely

Keeping all your inner joys, your inner sadness hidden

Hoping that someone will take notice

Each thought leaves as it comes

Unless they are submerged with behaviors

Do you think me to be mad?

So what, I am the one living my life

I am the one whose fears dominate me

I am the hopeful one retched and forgotten still

Leave me to be who I must

In order to disguise it all

to cope with each circumstance the way I do

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