War of Minds

If mental illness
is a battleground
then I am a war veteran.

If my mind is strewn
with dead bodies
then I live in blood.

If my soul
was split into two
many years ago,
then it is healing
that I need.

So the tears that fall daily
are my payment,
for all the wounded
whom I struck down
In my rage
and hatred.

I now train in a different reality;
One where I can see the light.
One where I can see what’s really there.
One where I am no longer alone.
One which contains you.

For Adam

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