The Voices In my Head

Walking down the dark alley 

with a pierced heart and broken crossbow 

"I am a predator" dangles like earrings 

in my timid heart whilst my legs_

tremble to the thuds of falling leaves. 

Am I a prey 

to the voices growling in my head ?

or I am just a feebleminded predator

whose courage was broken

whose hope was punctured and razed.

If my next step becomes the last 

and my feet become frightened to kiss the soil 

if I failed to find myself 

in the breezy breeze of tomorrow dusk

squirt my forehead with spits of jeer.

I'll keep walking down the dark alley 

with a blank heart and a faceless mask 

if tomorrow comes and I am out of sight 

give the crown to the voices lurking in my head 

for they have buried my soul

in the thwarted under_ground. 

I will keep walking down this dark alley 

towards the sunlight piercing the gloom 

 with my pierced heart still beating 

if you see me give the crown

to my beating heart

for my soul hears a new song_

a new song of life and refreshment.

©Iamteazhy 

®The Living Legend.