A War Within

While the world around me grinds my gears; screeching becomes chased by sparks inside this cranium,
Causing conflicting shrapnel to wound my self-esteem,
These infectious incisions spread toxic disenchant.

My think tank marinated in disgracing pus; slowly seeping through my body's stomas,
Causing such a lewdness aroma of quizzical determination,
Embittered not knowing a remedy to this illness,
I hide away from the outside existence.

Meanwhile isolation brought forth  realization I'm medication; gradually healing knowing I'm my own worst enemy,
Gaining lost courage reshaping it into a razor sharp scalpel; cutting away that cancerous bully ankering down self respect.....