A fight without a gun or sword
Every day a battle
Two opposing forces
Bash out inside
Why do I need to keep the peace
Why am I riddled with the task
Pushing down the fight inside
When both sides wish to clash
Swallow down the losers blood
The winners scream in victory
The fight isn’t just in my head
It lays some where deeper
And harder to reach
So when the battle axes rise
And tempers force up the horns
I battle alongside my inner demons
Because my demons make up me
– writingdilegently
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