On Beating Up Psyche

So easy to fail

when trials prevail

I walked inside a dream

lost all of what seem

to be my guideposts

places I’d call my mosts

when finding courage

couldn’t avoid the scourge.

I could simply look at myself

in the mirror and pain would shelf

any notion of peace of mind,

it’s just my life on rewind.

I’m a scarred little hippy

better than a scared hippy.

I just live with my fears

and let the world see tears.

Thought I’d share

my night of despair.

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