Friday, January 21, 2011

Servant

I command my mind
My mind is made up
It has decided
It's sure
It is as my mind sees and understands it to be
Yet again
Out of I know not where
Emotions jump up to the forefront
Contradicting the mind
Showing another side
The debate begins
The battle I know so well
I, losing control, con-fusing
Mind should-ing at me
Emotions whirling me in feelings
Fusing, con-fusing.  Fusing, con-fusing
Who will win this round?
Where am I?
Who is serving who?

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