Foggy Images

As I'm standing in the bathroom gazing at the mirror an image of a wounded man so suddenly appears this foggy mist keeps intruding what I see is unclear and what you can't see is always what you fear this reflection is getting lonely I'm tired of staring at myself all I seek is the strength to overcome what has been dealt I've tried many methods but none of them have helped because my body is numb always ignoring how I felt burying my emotions deep into the darkness of a hole never again shall they prosper to keep them planted is the goal preventing unknown threats from starting to unfold purely based on intuition not from what I've been told some may say that it is bold some say that it's heroic common sense is my answer in helping me to avoid it because the devil views my brain as an object he can toy with I'm not falling victim setting up a decoy bitch reminding myself that it's all about strategy always direct no metaphors or analogies shedding this image building on what I know how to be altering the opinions of those that have ever doubted me though the chances are probable guarded by walls of prevention which is why I never bother due to their lack of attention got to give them mad props though that is quite a smart invention will it work against an army with manipulative intentions? By Glenn McCrary © 2010 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)