My Strongest Foe

Trying to be numb 
need to add more cold
With every day that passes 
the darkness grows more bold 
Memories of the good times 
my heart no longer holds
My will to fight is almost gone 
the fire has burned low
One to many battles 
with nothing left to show
The demon hiding deep inside 
is my strongest foe
A war against my self I wage 
with heart and mind and soul.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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