Been battered, bruised, and torn– Kicked while I was down. Forced to dress your way, so you could steal my crown.

Been battered, bruised, and torn– Kicked while I was down. Forced to dress your way, so you could steal my crown.
The art above my bed reminds me to push on– teaches me I’m worthy– Reminds me how you’re gone.
Brainwashed–
slowly sinking
into the drain
of uncertainty–
Lost and alone–
Spinning my Web of
Uncertainty–
Each day is a constant battle–
To many, it sounds cliché,
But that “oh so familiar” feeling
Makes me hit my knees and pray.
Like a reflection
In wavering water–
The image is clear,
But incomplete.
I’m lying in the present while nightmares of my past
Come gripping at my soul – my future overcast.