Thoughts

It all feels better now
The insufferable release
The inane thoughts alone were a high
At a point, I could do no more
For all I was, was nothing, that’s all
It wasn’t my torture, but my passion
That was my compass, to bring me home
And the thoughts once again of you
My head in the clouds, never to look down

Why I let my battles choose me
I gave them just what they wanted
Stronger now, I go where those won’t go

Patrick

A mentally beaten introvert, just wanting to create art and share it with the world.

https://poesoulstudio.com
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