My Lost Battle
Fighting a battle that was long lost,
a battle,never seen,
In the absence of death and trauma.
The entirety inside was dark,
not a shred to hold on to.
a magic term to dodge a story.
Infinite words in my head,
Destroying me to pieces,
Every sharp piece piercing so deeply,
that I couldn't even resist.
My mind, once flooded with lively thought,
Crumpled as I paved the way through,
Infested with gloominess and melancholy.
Waiting for a pinch of light,
In this unrealistic world,
Full of fake people and greediness.
A battle against the evens, against me,
To break the standards of society,
Who force us to stay in the flow.
Can I ever win a battle that was long lost?