Jabberwocky
Frumious Bandersnatch
Stripped down, naked and bruised, my body a landmine.
Battles waged and lost, written in lines etched to deep not to remember,
This terrible war against self that may never be won
Nor remembered in the joyful reflections of the victorious or self-righteous
Just one man alone at the precipice reflecting on the battle and the nature of mans war with self
Battles waged and lost, written in lines etched to deep not to remember,
This terrible war against self that may never be won
Nor remembered in the joyful reflections of the victorious or self-righteous
Just one man alone at the precipice reflecting on the battle and the nature of mans war with self
