You find yourself in a daily hell
Battling your mental health
Feel you’re on this field alone
The strength you need, as good as gone

From where you stand you see the hill
But struggle to muster up the will
Well laid plans inside your head
Up and gone, good as dead

As this daily battle rages on
Promising once again you will but won’t
Knowing full well that you need help
It’s hard to win a war within yourself

The more you war the less you’re dealt
On this battlefield of daily hell
Shoot to ****, but you only shoot yourself
In this endless war for your mental health

In an effort to try and set things right
Take this wise old soldier’s advice
Drop your guard and the facade
And  give the battle over to God