Peace

Is what compels me

Strife

Is what dispels me

Light

Is what held me

Despise

The dark inside me

Though peace

Is what's noble

In my soul

There is shadow

Only I know my

Intentions

I am the one

The only one who

Could understand

This strife

Too long

I remain filthy

Spurned

In my own misery

Stoned

By my own emotion

Controlled

By my negation

Though peace is what's noble

The good in me may

Someday die

I often feel I am fading away

I must find

Something to fight for

To believe in

A reason to live this life

My peace is dead

And there's no one to blame

I must revise my intentions

In this life

We fight alone

So we embrace the strife

No peace

I ever find

Could ever mend

The afflictions

So many knives

Have dealt

All the cards

I have played

Could never bring me

Everything

I deserve in this life

The fateful day that I die

I'll lend my ashes to my dreams

And close this book

goodnight