(I found this in my old notebook, thought you'd enjoy it.)
In a world of systems and regulations,
There are those who still resist.
Not a world of fear and darkness or a dictatorship takeover, but much smaller and single-handed. In a world within the mind, an everyday inner battle. It's me v.s. me, an ongoing war within my very being. The question to be asked is not how to end it, but how it all started. Nothing but an ongoing cycle of this torture we call living.
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Words From a Broken Soul
PoetryThis is stuff I wrote when I had deep moments of depression, inspiration, pain, and what I wrote to keep myself from relapsing. This is an inside look to my inner-self. Enjoy it and make sure to leave me feedback!
