The mind scatters,
darting from one thought
to another.
Work, love, family, friends,
dullness, passion, anger, betrayal.
Images caught in moments
which last forever.
Midnight, one, two, three:
a battleground lost one day,
barely won the next.
An inner world
sporadically tainted with strife
rarely a feeling of content
never bliss.
Tonight the evil prevails,
it is rewarded in sleeplessness.
The loser, beaten and powerless
finds inspiration as her downfall.