The one within is an adversary like no other
He tells me I'm nothing and I cant help but to listen
I know that hes wrong but I cant think of another
That could fit the words given

Worry clouds logic as I lay alone at night
Sometimes I feel like I'm losing this fight
Even as I try with all my might
I stand shaking in fear of that sight

I feel lost in this battle of not knowing
Logic says you'd tell me if I was wrong
But that voice chimes in and says that I'm not glowing
In the pupil's of your eyes I'm just crowing.

I've tried my hardest
To show you where my heart is
Anything I could
You know that I would

Never have I had such fear
For that which is so dear
Knowing I could crush
If I had no right to see your blush

That blush so peaceful and powerful
It is a fable among the faeries
It would smother even the War Flames of Aries.

These battles within hardly shared
A war between what I fear and what I feel
I wish I knew how you cared
To help these scars start to heal

You'll always win and you'll also lose
When you decide it's time to go war
Which weapons will you use
To fight off this adversary that is you but more

Glister of the glasses shattered
The dream state of the masses scattered
Picture perfect was always tattered
But even so I pray my praise mattered

Others see what I adore so much
But none as I, all they seek is touch
I would too, but I seem to crutch
Because through this lens I can see a hutch

I wrote instructions on how to live and strive
But I cant read my own handwriting on how to survive
Without certain knowledge how can one thrive?
I know if I continue an end will soon arrive.

These once renown lenses shown a world
Kinda rose tinted but slipped and hurled
Cracks on the lens, the glass was curled
Disorienting sight that was swirled.

I'll leave the glasses there on the shelf
Until I can get up and find it myself
Nothing is perfect and no one is either
I guess it means this is now a breather

No page long enough
No word eloquent
Pain in all avenues
Love in all hearts

Memories or dreams
Neither it seems
Only mind's fictions
Tear me apart

The what woulds
The what coulds
The racing thoughts

Time not spent
is time repent
Chances aren't fair

Some stay warm
while fires form
Others die of cold

Progression cease,
Oppressive Peace
A sea of Love ebbs

Stagnant I stay
Idle the way
and silent everyday

Not a Hero
Not a Villian
Just a Man with Love and Pain
A formula for either

When the Lion roared
It scared the mouse away
To a corner of the Earth
Is where that mouse will stay

A corner far from the Lion is safe
The Mouse pondered and paced
Until he was again face to face
with an unsure worry that illuminated the place

That poor corner now plagued with Rat
The Lion won't return to that
Not until it's time to cure
That which made the corner unpure