I've lost a battle I should have known not to fight
The warning's were given, try as they might
I thought I had the high ground, we were as high as a kite
Yet in the end, the noose round my neck became tight
The worst part of all is the enemy who won
An enemy not even fighting, he had no loaded gun
He's far from the battlefield, not even under the same sun
Yet I was warned, perhaps I should have run
The real enemy is myself though, the demons I hold inside
They don't play by the rules, no guidelines do they abide
They punch at my spirit, they break up its stride
So try as I might, I still drown in the tide
I'm not saying I regret this battle I've fought
For even in losing, many a lesson is taught
So many sayings start here, they say fret not!
You'll do better next time, the culprit will be caught!
And you'll win the battle you know you should win
Don't be afraid to go seeking, don't be afraid to begin
To not even try would be a much graver sin
Take the slap on both cheeks, take them both with a grin
So no quarter shall I give, I won't run away
I'll fight this war, in this battle I'll stay
In the very thick of it, right into the fray
My feelings wont shake, from this path there's no sway
I wonder now if these words will find their mark
My bloods in the water, I need only the shark
I want them to be heard, their impression to to be stark
I hope these words now written, will save me from the dark
-C. Barber
