I woke up for the thousand time,
- a voice telling me it’s going to be ok -
And knowing that some days
all you need to conquer
                                       is yourself:
that space in you where new dreams are born,
that path taking you somewhere,
- the one filled with the craters of your fallen hopes -
But still leading you
to that corner of your soul
where not historical battles are won,
Just some battles. Yours.