Seeking inner peace whilst surrounded by turmoil
Chaff in the wind, desperately trying to keep my balance
Do I sway or do I fall? Perhaps the choice isn’t mine
Voices from within that I thought had silenced
Resurfacing to tempt me, urging me to do wrong
In this war with my conscience, there will be no victors
Only victims and scarred psyches, the aftermath of a lost struggle.
Seeking resolve, yet more questions seem to arise
Yearning for calm, yet more uproar follows
Praying for clarity, yet the haze thickens
Light in the distance beckons, but I have grown wary of such
Is it a way out or impending doom?
Questions I constantly ask myself
As I try to figure out my role in this puzzle called life.
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