Battles Of The Mind

The peeling walls of my mind feel like

their closing in on my sanity

Deep shadows of the farthest corner of

my periphery warning me of pending doom

At once, a sense of calm begins to overtake my being,

as if the eternal tranquility of death was already embracing me

Then, marching to the failing beat of my heart, faint

footsteps came to a halt

The war was over, the battle lost, and I surrendering my soul,

to the demons inside of me