You live under my skin, spreading yourself like a disease.
My veins pulse with your ugly flow.
You enter my dreams night after night.
You are all I know.
You imprison me in my internal cell,
and everything I do shouts your name.
You are a parasite of thought,
You are a roaring lion, unable to be tamed.
You feed off my insecurities,
and circulate in my blood.
You are a sheep in wolves clothing.
Your rain becomes a flood.
Your fear being exposed
because then you will lose your power.
Every wall you try to destroy,
but soon I will build a tower.
I struggle and fight like an animal in a cage,
but soon it will be you buried in the sand.
I will not let you win my soul.
My security is nothing you understand.
So, keep on trying to steal my worth.
You will lose every time.
My heart has grown confidence.
Your evil plans are a crime.





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