The battle of me…

I’ve seen my thoughts, hmm. I had to turn away. Eyes rolled into a different daydream but I couldn’t escape. Locked in the mental distortion my mind seemed so raw. Damn, how’d I wind I in my head being challenged by every fuckin flaw? The unreal reality I faced in the darkness shed light on my own personal defects. I was a delusion that was choked up by illusions. Visions touched on me from outta the shadows. It seemed every crease of the brain was a trench still at war with the hallow. I was forced to stare down myself when I couldn’t even see me. Whispers like echoes rumbled like sheet metal on a roof. As I played in the dry storm I witnessed the lightning like current in my dome send memories into the open to call a truce. But I didn’t recognize them so I looked away. In a moment of awareness the creatures I hid felt the need to drive me insane. Simultaneously popping out of the crevasses they were tucked in for safe keeping. And yet, they got loose to vent with the voices that awakened from dreaming. The arsenal of dysfunction took over my cranium and exposed what was enclosed beneath each layer of tissue. Peeling me from myself they went deeper than I had hoped. No longer was I alone. For the fiasco within my skull was relentless. I felt me coming undone, ripped into fragments of myself as I was helpless. But I stood my grounds. Listening to every peep of unfamiliar sound. Simple feeling the torment flow through me freely with no mercy to give. Thinking, if I ever make it outta me, I knew I had to live. There was nowhere to go. Thumbs cocked hammers as breaths slowed. Sights looked down barrels as scopes zoomed in for the kill. But I remained loose and still. Waiting for it to be over soon. To rid myself of their forthcoming so I could move. I heard hands squeeze grips as fingers caressed triggers waiting to end it all. And then the pause. Everything went silent. At warp speed all of it was distant. I crouched in the madness in my dark side. Turning from the haunted and hunted into the predator catching whiffs of pheromones in the smokey devine. But it was their game I didn’t expect nonetheless. As the thumping got louder and louder coming from my chest. That’s how they knew where I was. Creeping in on my whereabouts induced the adrenaline rush. Chuckles were all around. Riding sound waves until I was found. I was losing the battle of me. My imagination ceased to quit without pity. Reluctant to accept another version that would come from this atrocity. I felt their claws open my flesh to release the anxiety. As I poured from within I gripped my fists. I was drained of everything I’d never miss. The pain ate me alive. The aches was removed from my bones to create a monster that couldn’t hide. Tortured, I was stripped of a pride that belittle my essence. As I was left naked to the touch of my own presence. Freed from an unstable mentality that plagued everything I’ve come to know. I had to withstand it all as the weight fell behind me in a violent show…