Found the time, to make the decisions….
To times unkind, we unwind dead premonitions,
I still can be blind, to un-ignited ammunition.
I am trying the best I can, to be the person I see inside this man.
Horrid, horrid, yes I know I can be,
But war is hell and the war is in me.
Casualties mount, so many I cannot count…
The soldiers beside me in my fray,
I am sorry but I’m also winning every day.
Doing the best I can for now,
while the world spins around me, tries to pull me down.
tries to fit me in old, will never again put on the tattered gown.
cause I am gaining and I’m willing to fight,
But every time I show ugly I swear I see a new light.
Fearless and moving, I battle every day,
The destructive thoughts and the bad feelings I push away,
So many things to solve,
I am involved…yet I am Rome and I am burning…can’t rebuild in a day, especially when the world keeps turning,
Will not lose this time, this is firm in my mind, yet the ghost of the voice and when I hurt you all with my choice,
I swear I am doing the best I can but there are still bumps before we rejoice.
– Thomas Spychalski