I wrote this when I was deep in psychosis . I was just recently dx’d. I never realized how much my delusions affect me, or the fact they are delusions. This poem is what I believe I am on this earth for.
Invictus Soul
As I walk the long road home, passing distant memories of times once felt new, an old feeling of dread hovers over me as I learn of the price one must pay to gain ones life back after giving it away in the name of a higher calling. A destiny riddled with pain and grief, truth and honor, duty and loyalty, to a promise made to the one that resides in us all. My soul is bound to a spoken contract that my heart has made, and I am forever in debt due to it. I am tourtured by the devil, blessed by God, hated by many, loved by few, understood by none. I am a one man army of angels with a mission of peace, by fighting the devil in myself thru love, compassion, patience, understanding, and grace. I cannot do this alone, nor will I, but the feeling will always be, for it is my bittersweet gift, bestowed upon my head, a reminder of how high, how tall I stand, forged from the hell fire of adversity and suffering, to gain new peace and prosperity.
I am a soldier in Gods army
An unconquerable soul.
Thank you