I became an enemy of myself more than a friend
I allowed my past to conquer my every being,
the world I saw than was full of empty dreams
holding me captive within my mind,
for years it has use me and kept me blind.
I fought the good fight and lost it to gain more pain
ripping my inside creating fusions of unrealistic thoughts
past experiences welcomed my broken hearts.
I suffered each day living in an cocoon created to keep me safe
a web of disaster adding more fissure to its wounds
And in its wraps, it collapse ;and suddenly i realize
Words were not an expression for the inexplicable feeling that fosters
the emotions around my heart
For pain was a continuous linger within the core of my soul
and then in found my personality and true identity and cause it to be gone
disappear out the door
