The war I fight

I’m standing at the edge of the world,
With a foot in two different realms,
One tied to the weight of this earth,
The other reaching out to the unknown.

Every bruise, every scar, they haunt me,
Their whispers try to pull me down deep.
I feel like I’m drowning in the noise,
But there’s a silence that calls me in peace.

Do I stay and fight this war within,
Or do I let go, let my spirit ascend?
Is it freedom to leave or to stand tall?
I can’t tell where I belong at all.

Is it better to break or to rise?
I keep looking to the skies for a sign.
I want to fly, but something holds me here,
In this place where pain is real, but so is fear.
Is the struggle worth the tears I’ve cried,
Or should I just spread my wings and fly?

They say it gets better with time,
But I’m stuck in the shadow of the climb.
My heart is heavy, my mind’s in chains,
Wrestling with the echoes of my pain.

I crave the light beyond this life,
Where there’s no need to fight to survive.
But something in me begs me to stay,
To find a reason to live through today.

Do I stand my ground or drift away,
To a place where no more demons prey?
Is it brave to stay and feel the pain,
Or to leave it all behind in vain?

But maybe there’s power in the fight,
In every breath I take tonight.
I hear a voice deep within my soul,
Saying, “Stay a little longer, don’t let go.
I keep looking to the skies for a sign.
Maybe I’ll stay and heal the wounds inside,
And let my spirit soar in its own time.
For now, I’ll stand with fear by my side,
And one day, I’ll truly fly.