The battle.

I’m fighting a lost battle,

A battle too torn to be won,

A battle too big to be on either your side or mine,

I’ve been searching and searching,

I’ve found the strength to accept these circumstances,

I’ve been looking restlessly at my four walls,

For a time too long to be owned up to,

A battle to win and my wrists have bled out more than I should let it,

I could, man up, woman up,

Be all up against my odds and hold my Armor with pride,

I’ll do it all, like I’ve never done before,

But the truth, these battles,

This silence and its misunderstood chaos,

This hopeless, inevitable massacre in my mind,

This battle, my friend, will end with me.

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