Could I feel anymore alone
in a place where chaos reigns
Imprisoned in these walls of hell
as my soul and sanity wane.
The memories of a troubled past
Give way to scorn and rage
Feeding wrath into this storm..
As i reluctantly give way.
But as I slip into the darkness
to where this chaos leads
I find myself in bitter war
with fear i won’t succeed.
My mind rests on a futile plain
in which there is no end
I fear this war that I call life
is a war I cannot win.
Antony King © 2018