THE FIGHT WITHIN

I wish I could take time back Where I would have the chance to change my past mistakes. Time is also consuming. As I struggle removing temptations and sorrow for a better tomorrow. Life kept confusing. And I'm tired of losing hopes that I will someday find some little peace in my mind. Distorted with perception, And thoughts of deception, memories that are forever haunting of the drugs I'm still wanting. These are Complex situations, And illogical insinuations. I'm being consumed by fear from the voices I hear, Asking me to quit fighting. I'm getting tired of re-lighting the flames of my soul, And relocating a goal, for the strength to carry out, and also remove my self-doubt, to beat my hard addiction, and inner confliction and affliction. I'm fighting, yes! I'm fighting To let go of my shame, And break free from this pain. Chainless and to set myself free, for the chance to see life without depression, feelings without rejection and suppression. I'm fighting but a kernel within Refused to give up Rope is not hope! I've got to leave you behind And never to rewind to suicidal denial, 'cos now I can smile in knowing I'm free, 'cos I've finally discovered me. And that is me. ©® Brown Sketchys 🖋️🙏 2 November, 2022 🔞🚭SAY NO TO DRUG ABUSE ❌