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IN THE END
IN THE END
BY C WYNTER

The battle hasn't been won, guess you could call it the ceasefire,
I feel like I ran a marathon, my entire body and soul feels tired,
My mind has been difficult, it tried to control me with the negative,
I fought hard for some peace, anything to change the narrative,
I was outnumbered, attacked on all sides by these intrusive thoughts,
I couldn't do anything but stand firm as I was hopelessly caught,
Suicidal thoughts played with me, told me I am unworthy,
I believe every word, lost in sadness, man, I really hurt me,
So for the few hours, I will breathe, the voices aren't too loud,
Find something I once enjoy to do, in this I will be proud,
It will come back full force, bully, we'll be back at it again,
But for now I will suck up any silence, anything for some peace in the end.

© C.Wynter