Just Another Fight
My mind is as heavy as my eyelids tonight
Unanswered thoughts, unfinished fights.
So much pain towering over me
Crushing me down while setting me free.
Does it matter that it burns like fire?
Or that it breaks me down inside desire?
Does it hurt to live or does it give me life?
The wound was already open, no need for your knife.
There was no spark inside my eye today
And it brought me to my knees that I refused to pray
Do I have no faith or is my faith complete?
I do not know the ground beneath my feet.