Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Pride

This war has been going ages,
Will it ever end?
My people they tend
To overextend
Themselves to try and win.
I encourage them at times,
To grab their knives,
But they always end up committing crimes.
Maybe I should tell them to retreat,
Or maybe I should tell them to keep
Fighting no matter how deep
They get and even if I get no sleep.

I am getting unbelievably frustrated,
With having to fight
Myself every single night,
Using only my own might,
I really need some kind of light.
If I ask for help I know I'll soar like a kite,
But my pride is really starting to bite.

Here I am, still fighting,
Still fending off the demons in me.
I wish they would just leave me be,
If they would listen I would plea,
But alone I am as strong as a flea.
I am now able to foresee,
What will happen when I agree
And request help from the three.

I am getting unbelievably frustrated,
With having to fight
Myself every single night,
Using only my own might,
I really need some kind of light.
If I ask for help I know I'll soar like a kite,
But my pride is really starting to bite.

By: C.R.C.