This Fight (for A&A.)

No time to pretend

No time to take a step back

How to define yourself

In a word that keeps your mind trapped

No scream to grip your silence

No love enough to drown you

No breath to keep your patience

Love your dream and break it later

And you think

This fight is not your own, is not your own, is not your own

No space to sing your sorrows

No glory enough to blind you

How can love ever be felt

When the door slams loud behind you

No story to be told

You’ve got you own

No voice to lay upon

Standing still wondering who you’re running from

And you think

This fight is not your own, is not your own, is not your own

“This fight is not your own”, was actually a phrase my therapist told me last year.

And she meant that my internal struggle/fight/battle isn’t mine but is my family’s and my parents’.

But this extends to many more things that we’re carrying from other people and we try to fulfil that aren’t “ours” and don’t come from us. Like dreams of others, expectations etc.

Written about the moments of frustration because you don’t know who you “are” or who you want to be. Who you’re living for and do the things you do.

That nothing is enough to make you feel “happy” “free” or relieved unless you live for yourself and follow your true essence and purpose in life.

There you go….getting emotional here…