War

A war rages inside my soul in my heart

Severing my heart strings that hold my soul together 

One side wins a battle, but the other wins the next

I'll never see an end to this torment 

Until I let my last sigh sore

My tragic flaw is putting everyone before me

Secretly I'm selfish and hide my prize

No matter which side wins, I lose either way

Taking in every argument weighing their mass to the tenth degree

And hoping the scale topples where it may

I long for a resolution that doesn't tear the world apart

I wish there was an easy answer

I pray I make up my mind

If happiness is a choice from within 

Why can't I find it?

That choice was never an option 

Who am I to decide when others fate falls freely in the air

When I say to you I love you

Then I kiss the man that's here

The fear I face grows fiercely like a fire

That consumes my longing soul

I can't possibly ever find the path I was meant to walk

When so many others signal me to stray

If I could find a way to love myself first and foremost 

Maybe I could find some solace in my vessel

Choose me and leave everything behind

And focus on finding piece of mind

I'm starting to doubt that happiness is only real when shared...

I can share it with myself

Mend these snapped heart strings

Bring my body and soul together 

Stay true to myself and get better alone

And forget about romantic love

The greatest love of all is with death

The final chance to come clean

That day when I think the war is over

I'll realize it's only just begun

I'll hope I have my bearings enough 

To fight for the winning side

Take my last breath in this body

And exhail in the realm of good & evil

My armor will be strong by then

I'll fight with honor for eternity 

No one having my back

Just me and the stars

When I think about that, I'm free...

 

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Already traveling into the depths of the starlight

..in this life, with this poem. A heavy contemplation that transitions from a burden, a cross, to a luggage bag for a vacation. Quite fascinating a philosophical turn.

 

I imagine you're right, that we all sit in our own seat on that great flight across the plane to "the other side" (and beyond), but may we have good, loving company sitting besides us.

 

p.s I love the reference to Into The Wild. One of my favorite stories, how ever tragic.