I am fighting in a war
blood stain on my chest
the battle front is empty
yet the field is a grand mess
and in this war, I stand
with no partner, king or hero
only pierced pain on my stomach
from a straight cut bullet arrow
and this arrow had no bow
just soft hands that plunged my death
and I tell myself, enough
while I lose myself and breath
I am fighting a war
and in it, I fight alone
for the enemy is me
with myself, I can not atone
Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 12:20 PM UTC
I am fighting in a war
blood stain on my chest
the battle front is empty
yet the field is a grand mess
and in this war, I stand
with no partner, king or hero
only pierced pain on my stomach
from a straight cut bullet arrow
and this arrow had no bow
just soft hands that plunged my death
and I tell myself, enough
while I lose myself and breath
I am fighting a war
and in it, I fight alone
for the enemy is me
with myself, I can not atone
