War


There is a war inside my head,
Waring again and again,
Until it reached its bitter fruits inside my heart,
To who I really am ...

A war that keeps on speaking,
Speaking about me,
Ugliness, sorrow, grief, envy, lies,
So much more that I could ever bear ...

Peace, I pray and desire,
Do not know if they'll come,
Though one thing I know, I am facing now
This war will never end until I come
down.                      


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