Night Battle…

At night it becomes a fight.
A battle within.
What's wrong; What's right.
One you never seem to win.
One that never ends.

The streets are cold and hard.
We are all a little mean,
And a little scarred.

The stillness in this darkness,
Becomes the enemy.
The quietness, begins to stir,
All the demons within.
Haunting endlessly,
Fighting to get free.
Only leaving you,
Cold and lonely.

When will this battle end?
This isolation; This silence.
Is killing all the love within.

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