Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

enemy mine

06 March 2014

 

 

I know each creak and squeak, each inch indoors.

I stumble and grumble declaring war

against the unseen, a frustrating foe.

How can I fight what refuses to show?

 

I growl and I howl, at phantoms who laugh.

I flare at the air, appearing quite daft.

I’ve been waving a white flag to and fro,

how can I fight what refuses to show?

 

In doom and gloom, most days I’m defeated,

mostly by thoughts I’ve often repeated.

It’s all in my head, these battles I know,

how can I fight what refuses to show?

 

 

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