The Biggest War

Healthy,

                                                                   Skeletal. 

Strong, 

                                                                   Collapse. 

Recover,

                                                                   Relapse. 

Love,

                                                                   Hate. 

Believe, 

                                                                   Leave. 

Fight,

                                                                   Surrender. 

My mind is a war,

a battlefield. 

And I know -

I know I started the war. 

But how did I? When did I? 

And how do I end it? 

 

There’s too many land mines that I’ve placed 

Accidentally. 

That have fallen out of some hidden bag 

I hold. 

 

There’s too great a risk, for myself

and everyone else. 

The world might just implode! 

And I’d be held responsible ...

                                     the trail of bombs lead to me.

“It’s  all my fault,

I placed the mines.”

 

But, 

but, I didn't mean to! 

Why do I hold all the power?

Why do I have to make the decision? 

 

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