Wednesday, 1 May 2019

IN THE CASTLE OF MY SKIN

In the castle of my skin
The walls crumble, the moats are ablaze
The thoughts are tangled in a maze
I do not belong among its walls
I do not belong in its halls
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In the castle of my skin
The jester is dead,
The halls fill with dread
The king lost his head
And his crown with it

In this castle,
Peace is all but gone,
Confidence is forbidden ghost
Doubt an unwelcome host
Depression larks in the dark
Insecurity hangs close by
This castle is crumbling
This castle of my skin
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