War of myself

There's a battle in me I cannot hide

It's pulling me in chaos and disorder.

I see ashes of myself burning,

Broken shards of myself lying on the ground.

The place is burning with dark fire,

Dark and cold like the monster inside me.

It's tearing it's path to me,

Slicing every piece of good inside me.

I know I cannot hide forever,

For the trail of blood is closer day by day.

The smell of it's rotten flesh blinds me..

How would I be able to fend off this thing?!

How would I be able to banish this creature...alone?

How can I defend myself while being flanked from everywhere?

How must I proceed to get out of here alive?

What must I do to find silence and tranquility,

To find the peace I dream of every day?

What I must do to save myself from the death by the claws of the demon?

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

All of us have demons and regret.
"What must I do to find silence and tranquility,
To find the peace I dream of every day?
What I must do to save myself from the death by the claws of the demon?"
No easy life for anyone . Sometime we must keep the demon at-bay and hope for better days. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Rye]

I really liked your first stanza, This is really good. Our battles within are always the hardest. We are our own worst enemy. excellent writing

[Wolf]

Thank you! I really appreciate it! :D