The Battles I've Lost

It's about learning to let go of something, whether it's a relationship or something else, because you've realised that only pain and misery will be the reward for enduring

Can I preach my fears and troubles to my friends

Is there really any sense in fighting a battle

That in my darkest heart I know I've lost

Is there nothing but misery left for me in the end

Is there any sense in punishing myself for others' sins

And leaving my soul in agony upon the cross

 

So frail and broken

Do not preach to me lost ideas of faith

There's nothing left for a king to love

There's nothing left of my soul to save

 

I know that heaven is farther away then ever for me now

But I will stay so long alive

If only to endure out of spite

I know that hellish fires burn brighter than ever for me now

But I will I struggle and survive

Even if there's no cause to struggle for

No more enemies left to fight

 

So frail and broken

Do not preach to me lost ideas of faith

There's nothing left for a king to love

There's nothing left of my soul to save

 

My sanctuary is sinking, built upon the sands

I will try again, but I will weep until the morning

My briefest love how you left your legacy forever

Is there no heart to hold within my hands

I fell in love with so many hearts

The pieces of my own scattered and severed

 

 

 

The End

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