I'd rather not..
Do what I think
Speaking so loud
It assumes I will drink
From a source that hurts
To contact
Instead of ignoring
The ways of the act
Of entities I despise
That cause me gall
That I hope are imaginary
Not above us all
The irony of which
Is am more in charge
Of this here body
Steering my flow to discharge
Obligations life entails
That is my right
In this time that I have
Thoughts for me are by sight
Even though I agree
That am pathetic with stress
I can't stand the way
They play on my distress.
Sweet nothings in sounds
Calling me home
Tell me how I should
Not ignore their throne.
Life for has to be real
Those inside can't bare
How it feels.
Counting the moments
Till the pain will stop
Making my head
Just go a little pop
I can't make it cease
The pain is so deep
But at least last night
I am refreshed with sleep.
©wrennie
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