Sonnet

My mind sun dried by the rays of Confusion.
Never Know which way to turn.
Closed Eyes Sees vivid Purple dots of Illusions
How did this Relief I earn?

My body beaten by whips and chains of humility
Recovery not in plain sight.
One more sip keeps my body from divinity.
My demons are armed to fight.

My Spirit broken, shattered into pieces of rubble,
Wondering if my soul has disappeared.
Smooth sailing under the prickly stubble.
My desire to love had persevered.

No fear in your arm, no room for mistakes, directions are so much clearer.
Just protect my heart, don't look directly in, it is made of a blood stained mirror.

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