I lost myself

Two wolves are in me…
One bites and chimes, ready with rage,
To tear and rip throught life…

The other benevolent, heels at my side,
Like a small pup, it cries for my pain
To be his…

Which one will win…
Which one will suffer…
The one who is fed the most…

But two voices I hear,
In my mind,
In my soul,
Caught in a constant battle for dominion,
They cut the field of battle,
And me just a casualty…

Listening to the voices,
One telling of rage,
The other yelling of peace,
I have lost what made me…

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