Slipping

Slipping

 By Kaoss


The mask is slipping. Soon for all to see.
Lack of hope, emptiness and misery.
Strength depleted, but the fight continues.
Beaten, battered, near broken. Fear ensues.
No sign of winning or losing. Stalemate.
Loss of purpose, direction. Plain as day.
What will the reaction be.
Fear, loathing, apathy?
Only time will tell,
on the day  when the hand that holds the mask fell.

Solution

Solution

 By Kaoss


Withering from the onslaught of the world,
One turn within for solace.
Building walls to keep the insanity out,
forgetting the damage and insanity within.

Madness ensues, and within replicates without.
The soul withers slowly, only to die.
Balance is the key, though few find it,
And less seek it.

Open your eyes, your mind and soul.
Live, not hide. Breathe no matter
Allow the pain and madness to pass through.
Holding on to only what is needed and dear.