His Battle

He’ll walk into the shadows, one final time
Knowing it now, it’s between himself and mind
This fight undertaking, he didn’t sure pick
Battles ablaze inside, to keep him in check
Wins and losses, they both take their toll
Influences from outside, cushion his soul
Days of drudgery, they’ll get pushed to the past
While slowly his body, finds its way back
This return doesn’t come easy, ahead are long roads
Roads that he’ll discover, are covered in gold

Patrick

A mentally beaten introvert, just wanting to create art and share it with the world.

https://poesoulstudio.com
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