Shadowboxing
by Michael Doyle

Shadowboxing with my ego
Hiding from whispers of an echo
When cleansing of sin is needed
And common sense is not heeded

There are dangers in complexity
Raw feelings rough in their simplicity
I just need to hold on to the sunrise
Visions that bleed before my tired eyes

Mistakes made in my living hell
The pain inside is where my demons dwell
I never meant to hurt your beautiful soul
Caught in past trauma, I sometimes lose control

Without the benefits of my id
There are parts of me that I cannot keep hid
Lying in a pool of blood, not of my making
The innocence of childhood lost in the taking

I try so hard to always keep in trust
Because I know that I really, truly must
Holding on loosely to let love continue to grow
The wound in your eyes tells me my demons won't let go

Caught in an inferno's furnace blast
I am swept deep into my jaded past
In this world fill with angst's uncertainty
It is these wounded parts that are killing me

(c) October 7, 2022  Michael Doyle
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