
My anxiety is loud
but so is this victory
so is this freedom
so is this awakening.
My mind is a Warzone
where black and white spirits roam
both demons and angels alike
where sorrow and freedom are both soldiers
fighting for the opportunity to possess me
to take up space
that is the residence
of my conscious.
My body is a battlefield
that society tries to sacrifice to its traditions
and I try not to bleed out
on people who never cut me
since I am both spiritual
and fleshly
like you
So I shackle myself to my integrity
being both in chains and free
enslaved to nothing but truth
a special kind of liberation
submitted
as I strive to overcome this war
between my flesh
and my spirit.