Written in response to #FOWC.

I’m fighting a battle, I don’t know I can win
because I’m fighting myself, not fellow or kin.
As I sit here again with my pen in my hand,
I’m trying to be honest but none understand
the torment I’m in almost every day,
though I fight and I battle, it wont go away.
Because it all comes from inside of my head
as my brain twists and turns what has been said
or done, till nothing makes sense and I’m lost again.
I feel like I’m swimming uphill or circling the drain.
I’m fighting a battle I don’t know if Ill win,
because I’m fighting myself and my heads in a spin.

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