The Last I Will Convey

Posted by Robert Anderson On Tuesday, June 2, 2009 0 comments


Two sides within me hunger for my soul
Yet knowing which to call when feeling's nigh
Inhabits me with doubt, I am not whole
Why fight when conflict in my heart does pry
I'll do my best to beat the lesser dead
Or tame them both so I won't go insane
And if the one I nourish in my head
Should balance there the chemicals again
Please give me back the way that I once was
And bring my hope to one day reappear
While granting me the strength I lack because
Within my own undying deepest fear
I am alone with no one there to see
Or save me from the way I go astray
And if I'm meant to fail in the debris
These words may the last I will convey


Posted by Robert Anderson at Tuesday, June 02, 2009
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