Tales of 2019

Tales of 2019

Could it be love or maybe the fear of my truth,

That makes you see me as nothing but mint

Could it be that you find it impossible to see me?

That I might be broken too somewhere in my chest

We had the demons that hunted us at night

Sometimes even in the daylight we would fight

Those nights my heart can barely stay off-guard

And in the day, I find it even harder to live

But you fought your demons and slayed them all

While my inability to defeat mine soon upset you more

The demons hurt me but your words left me shattered

When will I be crowned like the perfect royalty you are?

But If I pour out my heart again, I might upset you once more

You might not reckon with the battle I have to fight

So, in silence I’ll weep and fight these demons

Till they are vanquished from my mind and soul.

-kiish