Your war.

Never fail to remember from that which you run,
For within, tis reason yourself to become
The reason in you, to think, to be
The validity encompassing all in me
The dark, in her glory, does best to shade
In truth, your soul she irks and raids
Though future iis bright, stars are few
Inevitably moon wakes to nurture you
Clouds run amuck, gather for rain
The way you feel, you reel in pain
A glance, a stare, a crooked smile
How you forget when good runs dry
To wake tomorrow, merely a day
Not one can chase these fears away
Mental abuse daily inflicted on self
The alternative to conscious hell

Pain and tears and sadness rife
Fear, disbelief for your tales of strife
This is indeed your creation, indeed your life
Only to be removed, dismembered by your knife

You forget the blade in time does blunt
The good, no need for you to hunt
Evil and dark too easy you now shunt
Behind she lurks, you lead out front

Tall and good finally you remain
No more leech your life to drain

And amongst the black and night
Your soldier, I, with you did fight

Author: Moonsomnia

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