Sunday, February 17, 2008

My Head




No way out,
All escape routes blocked.
Cornered in an alley,
Without a single place to run.
Back against the wall,
What is one to do?
Hiding in the shadows,
Sinking lower to the floor,
Praying the attacker,
Will overlook this spot.
Not much room to move,
The air is growing thick,
It's only a matter of time,
It's time to act quick.
Bolting from this hiding spot,
racing towards certain doom,
Looking into evils eyes,
Moments before the crash.
One side is left standing,
The other in the dust,
Which side wins the battle?
Speculate,
We must.
The dusty air begins to thin,
Vision becoming clear,
Who shall be the victor,
Of this treacherous encounter?
Spectators waiting impatiently,
Eager to behold,
The outcome of the all out brawl,
That has begun to unfold.
Suddenly one notices,
And points out to the rest,
No side has won,
This awful clash,
Of opposing sides.
It has only just begun,
This classic test,
Which side will overcome?
Its good vs. evil,
Light and dark,
Which one will live to tell?
No one can say,
As each side grows stronger,
Every single day.
Each much choose,
There is no fence to sit,
Which side they choose,
The best that they see fit.
Only time will tell,
No one predicting when,
Not daring to even try.
There's a war waging inside my head,
If I take a day off,
I will surely die.

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