Holding tight to my integrity

Fighting hard for serenity

They tell me I need therapy

I am my own remedy

So many painful memories

Sometimes it makes me forget my identity

Stuck in a hypnotic melody

Until mentally, I am my own enemy

At war with my energy

Fighting the devil for clarity

Winning is a necessity

Even if I do it while drunk on Hennessy

Categories: poetry

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