I’m at War
With my foolish self
A war I’ve created
An abomination
Mind searches for absolute truth,
For All I feared has come upon me
All I’ve loved has long left me
A nuclear explosion within
Fancy a spectrum of grays
Radiating into nonsensical actions
The chemistry over your intellectual psyche
Body emits radioactive fumes from
Decades of atomic words
Spilling ashes on memory
Nostalgia bombs perimeters
I let go of bulletproof vest
As torpedo points at chest
Attempting to blast an empty core
I stand firm
Battalion of men grenade my empire
Roaring “There shall be War”
But,
You cannot annhilate the ruined
Nor what you cannot understand
It’s a clash of ruptured souls
The damned and the fearless
It’s a War on war thing
© Viviana Plasman