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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My Battlefield cry I've never felt so alone, Stood on a battlefield no army I stand alone, Staring straight at the enemy in front of me This enemy is not stood alone it holds the monopoly over infantry, It has infested and infected, hundreds of thousands of souls This is a battle you must face alone and this the enemy knows If I lose they will destroy me leaving a path of destruction and sin, I must be all powerful, I must find the strength within if I want to win This enemy is a force of darkness of evil of sin, The enemy often tries to entice me to join it's cavalry With all sorts of tricks and treachery It would be so much easier to join and Aton Rather than standing here on my own, The beads of salty sweat drip down my contoured face The fear is obvious as if it were written in bold across my face, The fight will take the willpower of all saints even Saint Simon, It will tear me apart, every piece of my being every particle of my soul If I let down my guard for even a second, especially in the combat zone Where I will be alone I will have lost the battle, the enemy will have won the war, And I might as well sign my soul over to the devil As I'll be done for, This war will rage on for months, not days nor weeks, This is no mere feet to fight, dark days are ahead so it forspeaks This enemies strength is beyond intense I can feel it's burning glare, It pulses sheer fear that's so tangible in the air As I stand here alone Ready to fight tooth and nail even alone for my sobriety, The enemy may fear me not, as they see me standing alone against their nimiety, But soon it will bow down to me as it loses its heavy hold it no longer owns, I've never felt so alone, I stand alone on a battlefield ready to fight for my freedom for my redemption, But I'd be a fool to not admit Im not afraid, afraid of failure afraid I may jump to an inference Afraid to become once again a captured prisoner infested with the enemies Barbiturates. So I stand here yes on my own as this fight can only be fought by me Against my enemy my sweet sweet addiction, oh how I wish I could just run to thee, But to do so would surely end in my demise, So alone I must fight, I shall charge across the battlefield, into the darkness to search for the light, I know I can do this even if I must do it alone, that may sound egotistic But really im praying for success, Im praying to make it, to not become another statistic. With this war Im about to begin to then endure, My willpower will be tested for sure, As I fight this demond alone, I pray for nothing less than pure clean sobriety And Freedom, the freedom from my addictions satiety, I will willingly fight and I will fight with all my might to find peace and harmony, During this battle for recovery to guarantee sobriety To guarantee a new life for me to live free from anxiety and fearlessly.
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