Stricken

Stricken by a darkness that dwells within my mind.
My heart says follow my soul,
But my mind tries to control.
Crippled I fall into the abyss of my life.
Am I still alive?
Or waiting for Heaven
While trudging through the hell
Of my life.
Control is a dream
As I sacrifice.
You will never take me alive.
Climbing out of this pit of memories.
I am alive.
Searching for an answer that will never come.
Living as If I know.
Only pretending to have the answers.
Or maybe living the truth as meant to be.
Knowing that I am searching for answers
That maybe I really don’t want to know.
Waiting patiently for the next truth.