The Fight

This darkness is starting to fill me 

Slowly creeping into my mind 

Eating away at my inside 

Sliding deeper into the shallows 

Falling, dying, crying 

So much movement on the outside 

Yet somehow I sit here lonely 

Sulking in this pool of filth 

My mind grows weaker My knees grow frail

I sit here and think Where do I go from here? 

Up 

Up is where I go 

Moving slowly 

Constantly growing 

Molding myself into that man I once was 

The man I know 

A happy man 

Until that day I will fight 

 I won't give up 

 You wanna know why?

This is why

Because I will never give up!