Winning this game is easier than you can imagine
i say this while myself,
i am a fugitive of my own emotions
i display the image of Samson
knowing very well
a pinch of affection is my Delilah
she can easily bring down my strands of ego
just by a sway of her hip.
I have built up a wall strong enough
to shut out the soldiers of salvation
Electrically meshed up my fears.
i sit in a psychiatric session
before me sits a reflection of me
ready to coach and tape the voices am already familiar with
the voices that echo in my dreams
but i still wake up to entertain
the continuity of this torture
being the barer of the weight
Has become my nature
I am the crippled coach.
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