War

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I like to think I'm somewhat better

The darkness around me

Seems lessened somehow

I'm picking myself up

Slowly

This dirt between my fingers

Linger

As I try to

Climb out of this hole

I dug myself into

Do you know how hard

It is

Battling against your own thoughts

A war that may never stop

My thoughts are my enemy

They are supposed to help me

Instead, they say

I'm not worth anything

They send me pictures of myself

Lying on the floor

My thoughts are my enemy

I feel like a villain in my own story

With everyone around me

Is against me

They want to hurt me

They laugh at my pain

They wanna see me suffer

How could they not?
When it's me and my thoughts

If it is me against me

Wouldnt everyone be too?

I don't believe when someone says

They are there if need be

Save me from myself

I need someone to take my hand

Lift me up

But no one is around

No one can help me

I must go on by myself

Cause only I

Can wield the sword

I may have lost this battle before

But I will win this war

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