Sick and Tired

I’m so sick and tired
of the demons playing
the sadness hardwired
anxiety baying

I’m so sick and tired
of the dark side preying
the cold black I esquire
and senses still rotting?

I’m so sick and tired
of all of my straying
the people I admire
they know I’m draining

I’m so sick and tired
of the demons playing
maybe I should expire
I don’t see me winning

Facing/Avoiding

The brain tells to avoid
and the universe reminds
patience almost destroyed
the nth time that I resigned

What if I take action
because we live only once
or prepare for extraction
so I’ll not look like a dunce

One more heavy deep breath
should I stay or should I go
doubt creeping like he’s Death
final decision is no

The brain tells to avoid
and the universe reminds
into the crowd I joined
the action I leave behind