Almost

Endless Battles

Somehow the battle is never over,

I thought I could win.

These wounds aren\'t just mental,

I have to live with it.

Every battle has a price.

I can\'t fight on my own.

Every time I reach out,

The air gets pulled from my lungs.

I\'m sorry I couldn\'t be happier.

I have so much more than I did.

I\'m surrounded

But It feels like I\'m suffocating.

These walls that I built.

I tried my best to break down.

To open my heart,

Only to lock it back down.

In the end what I was searching for could never be found.