War Called Life
I am soldier in this war called life
I have to fight for my sanity and happiness
I have will win some and lose some
The wins feel great for a bit
But the loses, well the hurt stays for what feels like forever
That same hurt sticks with me
It attacks my happiness and my sanity
The fear that I won't find anything like what I lost comes
That's the hurts backup
And the razor in my hands
Well that takes the pain away for just a night
Tomorrow night I will be alone again
The hurt and the fear swarms my head
So do the memories of you
You'll fade though.
The razor will be put down
The blood stains won't ever completely wash out
But I have my battle scars now I was my own back up.
I didn't need you as much as I thought
I was my own hero
And now maybe, just maybe
I will be okay