Inside

Where do you come from darkness of mine

why can’t I fill the caskets of wine

that lead to good fortune when the times get so brown

and my body wants to be in the earth six feet down

Manic is my other state I love to embrace

I can think, I can write, its a wonderful place

The world becomes a quilt, all segments together stiched

the darkness is vanquished, the sorrow I’ve ditched

The beauty, the darkness, a life that has twisted

How do I fight in this war I'm enlisted

The fight on the inside rages on 

while in the fight on the outside, i remain a measly pawn

How do I work in a world and bring in some light

when I feel like most times I’ve completely lost my fight