Joseph Innocent – “The Merry Go Round”

Poetry

Sometimes, I feel like a superhero, an angel, other times like the devil’s in me.

So much darkness I’m on my psycho path,

So creative, subsequently destructive.

Focused yet distorted.

I’m an emotional wreck, some days, I do the wrecking.

Pain in my head like someone lives there.

I really need my sanity.

Yet, I hold unto it, I want to let go.

At the moment, addiction breaks momentum.

I’m great, I’m extraordinary.

I know all that.

Still, I live in a circle, caged with demons,

I run from them, other times I put them to good use.

They always come back to hunt me.

And we start all over again.

Joseph Innocent