The War of Words

Sun, 08/11/2013 - 19:56 -- Jay718K

 

Sometimes there aren't enough words in the world to express the pain that lies just beneath the surface of our skin yet deep within the depths of our soul

There aren't enough words to describe the emotions that plague our minds and ravish our spirits

There is no way to cry out for help

There are no means of savior

When trapped in a world of such emptiness we're left with nowhere to run from our problems

Forced to confront the demons inside of us with no more than the strength that may or may not be contained in our hearts

No words can help us fight

No tears can win our war

So we reach deep inside ourselves to brandish the weapons of courage and perseverance hoping and praying that we don't come up short

There isn't always enough strength inside to defeat our enemies

The loss becomes unbearable in a world of constant conflict

Heart and mind

Body and spirit

Sense and soul

Sometimes there aren't enough words to talk us out of our problems

There aren't enough terms to save us from each other

There are even less that can save us from ourselves

And when that sad day comes when we run out of excuses and realize that we're losing the battle going on within us we are stuck in a place that no one ever wants to be

The reality of the situation is that it's out of your control

No one can help

No one can keep you safe

No one can protect you from the violent emotions and somber thoughts that race through your bloodstream and burden your mind

Help isn't coming

And then we discover that these battles don't only affect us

Withdrawal and isolation

Attempts to save those around us from becoming a casualty of war leave us stuck alone and others wondering where they went wrong

You didn't go wrong

You just need to be safe

Safe from the never ending war between two sides

The impossible attack on the inside of an average person

Subtly crying out for help

A silent surrender

Sometimes there aren't enough words in the world to help us save ourselves

Sometimes it's not worth it to try

Sometimes it's better to suffer in silence

And let both sides of you fight till the end

Fight til the death

And then you will be at peace

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