i'm hosting the world war
and i'm losing
lost beneath the cannons and the guns
stepped over by soldiers fighting for their lives
i can hardly breathe
in the air thick with the taste of blood
wounds hardly felt
and i fight on
i prayed that you would turn and help
but you did not
i hoped that you could lend me a hand
but you did not
yet i will fight on
i will continue to forge ahead.
you can break me physically and mentally
but you can't break the Spirit inside of me