The voices....

Walking down the dark alley 
with a pierced heart and broken crossbow 
"I am a predator" dangles like earrings 
in my timid heart whilst my legs_
tremble to the thuds of falling leaves.

Am I a prey 
to the voices growling in my head ?
or I am just a feebleminded predator
whose courage was broken
whose hope was punctured and razed.

If my next step becomes the last 
and my feet become frightened to kiss the soil 
if  I fail to find myself 
in the breezy breeze of tomorrow dusk
squirt my forehead with spits of jeer.

I'll keep walking down the dark alley 
with a blank heart and a faceless mask 
if tomorrow comes and I am out of sight 
give the crown to the voices lurking in my head 
for they have buried my  soul
in the thwarted under_ground.

I will keep walking down this dark alley 
towards the sunlight piercing the gloom 
with my pierced heart still beating 
if you see me give the crown
to my beating heart
for my soul hears a new song_
a new song of life and refreshment.

©Iamteazhy 
®The Living Legend.