The only peace I know lies in this war
A sense of home and belonging in battle
Any sunshine that may have shown before...
Has long been forgotten
Sometimes, I get shards of its memories
They drift into my head as I dream
And just when I think they’ll bring the light...
They cut deeper; only intensifying the darkness
Memories of light do not bring back the light,
But only show a spyglass on the darkness
Feeding it and giving it reason to stay
More blood shed; that shard becomes just another weapon on this battlefield
Another deadly piece of the dark...
Another poisonous chalice of fear
This battle- this war
It’s all I know now
Therefore, it brings a strange peace
Enough that the thought of real peace is appalling
I don’t want to get better...
And I don’t want your help
