I've got the sun in my eyes…
My stomach filled
I can laugh with the best of them
Some would call this paradise
But it's my mind..
that runs with trouble
My ears are filled with demons
They gnash and scratch my eardrums
darkening my thoughts
blurring my sight
I hear them whispering
like flies around a pig's head
tearing down everything I worked so hard for
I smell smoke in the air
I drag myself through the hours of the day
the rhythm of life has an easy beat to follow
even with the constant buzz of doubt
swarming my head
That only clears when I have reached the top of the mountain
to see the truth
to see the dark blue ocean
and the flashes of people
living to the beat of this life
I can think
I can feel
I understand the battle
The demons have nothing to say from this vantage point
But the silence is so hard to hold on to
as I walk the pig run
down and down and down
into the echo of their song
And the demons again invade my mind.
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