Inner Violence

I feel a mad rush of violence soar,
Throughout my veins and out my pores,
I feel things I know not what for,
A battle inside of myself to restore,
A stable mentality or else I'm done for,
My inner self is becoming a civil war,
This shall last forever no nevermore,
Bringing what's inside into the outdoor.

by Sketcher Ridpath

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congrats for the daily poem its marvelous
Bringing what's inside into the outdoor.... it's a nice poem that describes self conflict. The inner conflict helps an individual extract knowledge hidden inside. Thanks for sharing this poem with us, Sketcher Chandan
The battle inside! ! To overcome it with the muse of the truth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Sometimes the heart and mind are in turmoil fighting an inner war. Life becomes a trying to fight it. The sooner it is dissipated the better. A nice poem on inner conflicts that go inside us. Congrats on being chosen poem of the day.
Inner conflicts, which can happen to anybody, have nicely been portrayed. Thanks, SR. I quote: My inner self is becoming a civil war....
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