Joyful tears
Of love and life,
Angry tears
Of hate and strife
Streaking down my face,
A marathon between love and hate,
And I am a confused spectator

Internal emotions berate
Me with doubt...
A bastion is my mind,
In a sea of my demons
Calm within, without I'm blind
A standing pillar
Of light and hope,
Is my straining will...

Trying to cope,
With all my failure
Haunting images of hate and pain,
Virtuous visions of good,
Battling in vain
To control my spirit
I watch, with no control
And hope they simply mend
So that again I am whole...
I watch, hoping,
That I am not torn apart,
That all my demons
Will simply depart
And leave me to myself

JN 5/17/03

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