Story of Unending Battles

Story of Unending Battles

There are words inside of me
That burn like white fire.
My heart wishes to cry them out
From the very rooftops,
But my mind tells me to hold them back
To conceal them behind my smile.
The smile of joy that is only pretend.
When will I be able to face my truth?
Is it too late to surrender the facts?
If they stay buried much longer
I will be devoured
From the inside out.
My grief will consume me
And leave me nothing but a shell
of the person that I used to be.
Or maybe...
Maybe I'm already that person.
My worst nightmare come true.
But a pinch won't wake me up.
Not this time.
This time, I'm on my own.
The road has been paved,
the noose prepared,
and now I must walk with my head high
to accept the fate that I have chosen
for myself.
No turning back from this point.
I lost that chance.
Wrong.
I gave it up.
But that doesn't mean I won't cry
my heart still feels regret.
A wound reopened time and time again
will never heal.
The scar remaining will be my reminder
Of what I put myself through
The battle I fought
For no one but me.
Against no one but me.
A lone soldier on a torn battlefield.
How much longer will I stand
silhouetted against the tear-stained sky?
Time may never tell.