Every Day – a poem about…….
Every day, I take the same journey, A dull struggle to reach where I need to be, fighting against the constant flow of tedium, whilst attempting to maintain a sense of focus.
Every day, I stare hard at the mirror, resenting the image presented before me, crawling into my sheltered world of false security, adding another scar to the plentiful collection.
Every day, I wake to the sounds of internal voices, they shout obscenities loudly in my direction, celebrating with a macabre sense of satisfaction when I break, reveling at the point of my self-resignation.
Every day, I ask myself the same question, is any part of this existence truly worth it? Or am I simply a character in a game? Bound to the confines of pre-programmed code.
Every day, I battle against demons, attempting to smite them in their desire for blood, refusing to concede the fight they bring forth, determined to rise strongly and repel their advance.
Every day, I kiss her sweetly and with love, formulating new plans for our future with fervent desire, energised and renewed by her embrace, I step forth and repeat the cycle once more.