The Battle

by pilgreen

August 6, 2013

Another trip to the emergency room

Another scar to add to the list

Words that can’t be spoken aloud

Without the tender kiss of a fist

Another night to stay awake

Another night to run and hide

Wishing for a better outlet

Than the blade at my bedside

Another internal battle is fought

Another pleading voice inside my head

But this time the battle is won

As I pick up a notebook and pen instead

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Comments (1)

Mavrck_FAug 6, 2013

<p>I think that people are so quick to judge and label others. They don't care about the truth. They don't try to relate. Expressing anger is like a damned if I do, damned if I don't situation. If you take it out on others, somethings wrong with that person. If I take it out on myself, somethings wrong with me. So, I guess writing about it is somehow in someway better.</p>