This is a poem based on a dream I had about my partner. He was told by an old Native American woman once that he had two warring dogs inside of him, and that until he learned to control them he would be crazy. My partner assumes it’s because he’s a Gemini, but I think it’s something more then that, and I think that’s what provoked the dream. This is pretty much in raw format, I didn’t do a lot of editing on the poem because I wanted to capture as much of the original dream as possible.

A priests decent into darkness
Chapter 2: Wrath.

Sometimes our lives can take us down paths that age us overnight, overwhelm us in a way that is larger than life itself, and makes is lose sight of the exact person we, once, had identified so readily with; our ownself.

Letting go of issues of the past to allow positive growth and love into one’s life. Seeing young lives in turmoil and hoping that they grow from life experiences.

An inner struggle of the soul.

The inner struggle.

The inner struggle to transcend a negative outlook.