Battles

We are in a way or another

Trying to get ready

For the big war

Trying to get ready for victory

Victory over our battles

And so I drink;

Every liquid I have at hand

In hope to make the battles drown

I start with small amounts

I feel good, the win is on the way

Then they swim back to the top

So I drink in larger amounts

Till I understand

To make drown my battles

I got drown myself too

Then they will say;

"Here lies the body of an alcoholic who gave up on their life and didn't care about living" -

So I smoke;

I like it, the feeling of my battles

Leaving me through the smoke

The harder the days, the longer I smoke

The longer the days, the harder I smoke

Some days, I choose not to smoke

Then I see my battles laughing at me

They pointing fingers, claiming victory

So I smoke more, I smoke everything I can

I smoke different flavors, different colors

Till I understand, to smoke the battles out of me

The battles need to smoke life out of me

Then they will say;

"Here lies the body of a smoker who gave up their life and didn't care about living" -

Oh my injections;

Actually it's a medication

It's the doctors prescription

The doctors in my head

Curing me from a sickness in my head

Sometimes I'm fine, I leave the spiral

Sometimes I am not

When these times happen

I double the doses, I triple the injections

Till the day my battles inject me too

Then they will say;

"Here lies the body of a drug addict who gave up their life and didn't care about living" -

Did I talk about the voices?

The voices in my head;

They talk to me and tell me do things

A lot of different things

They are nice, we have fun together

When they get mad, they drive me crazy

Did I tell you about the time I cut myself?

Then they screamed apologies

Here were the good voices,

The mean voices got pissed,

I had a gun on my head to make them shut up

Oh yeah to make them stop talking

I had to make me stop living

Then they will say:

“Here lies the body of a suicidal person, what a disgrace. They gave up on their life and they didn’t care about living” -

The question is;

Who isn't fighting with themselves?

Who doesn't have voices in they head?

Who ain't trying to sleep at night?

Who ain't trying to make things better?

Who ain't trying to be better?