The fight

My life is not what I wanted it to be.

I was just seeking to feel free.

But my childhood gave me so much darkness.

Because years back then it was heartless.

I was praying to my angels every day.

With hope that my life will turn the other way.

Imagined when I have grown up,

I will have the power to make the suffering stop.

I know that I am not allone,
even though I'm still lost in the same zone.

I am fighting my own demons all the time.

It’s like a big mountain I have to climb.

My energy don’t last forever.

But giving up isn’t an option, never.

It’s really a hard fight,

With all the terrible dreams at night.

It’s not a simple road to follow.

Cause it’s the pain I have to swallow.

Someday I'll have to look my past in the eye,
and with all my powers tell it goodbye.

Then all evil energy finally disappears,
and I will cry happy tears.