War Within

The world is such, the world is cruel,

The world puts you against yourself in a duel.

Your mind a ring- the referee your soul,

Mute, blindfolded, and no one to cajole.

Engulfing darkness except the flickering flames,

Captious crowds and barbaric games.

The world is such, the world is cruel,

Adorning conflicts akin to a jewel.

The mind and heart at perpetual war,

A boat adrift neither sailing nor ashore.

Every moment you're slain bit by bit,

A scourged soul and drained of wit.

The world is such, the world is cruel,

To the inferno of hatred, it adds more fuel.

Makes you hate your very self,

Protest your existence since as young as twelve.

Slaying desires with the Damascus of duty,

Drowning in air with grace and beauty.

The world is such, the world is cruel,

The world puts you against yourself in a duel.

Put down the weapons, dispel the crowd,

Embrace yourself, rejoice out loud,

Free your soul, protect them flames,

Let there be light, forsaking hefty claims...