the adolescent bickering within my head

disfigured remains of a pointless mosaic
shattered onto the floor.
it distorts my ego
with each step i take.
the accomplice to the murder
that occurs each morning i awake.
but they are both just henchmen,
to the air i intake;
as the very same air that circulates through me,
causes the very same pain
that suffocates me.

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s