Raging against
Who can say what
Full of regret
Wishing for love
Temptation came again
On yesterday's eve
To make a break in skin
Is where the devil leads
My pain is from my punishment
My sickness from my thoughts
There is not an argument
That makes me listen to the 'oughts'
My weakness's my own insanity
Full blown in my own mind
Where rationale and clarity
I rarely ever find
The reality comes in actions
Mostly boring and mundane
Lately I've chose, not infractions
But the right, good, and sane
And now the realization
Comes to a peak
I've got to change this season
If I'm going to find peace
The inside is home.
It's under construction.
If internally I roam
It will not be in destruction.
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