REGEN14

The lines are drawn 

and I can feel 

it trying to prepare 

to lay another all mighty crusade

against the palisade that I built. 

The barricade leaks the shadowy thoughts 

like acid rain 

on my brain. 

Targeting the still scabbing wounds 

that I myself inflicted 

the blindness of fear. 

I am my own weapon 

for I am a sword against myself 

and the shield to protect me 

from...well...

me 

It convulses like a wriggling mass 

of dying decay 

Growing foul with each passing day. 

Knock knock 

it says

behind its 

wolfish grin, 

“Let me out to play” 

I have accepted 

and forgiven 

my anxiety ridden Hyde 

who lurks behind my 

optimistic eyes. 

But I am a beast 

no more. 

I will not let it turn 

me into a 

faux king 

who presides 

over corrupted 

and fleeting memories. 

This is round three. 

For me, 

this is 

“REGEN14” 

So come on 

You monstrous depression 

and ravenous anxiety. 

I know what you are now. 

Come and get me. 

I”m ready for you. 

I’m ready to forgive you.