Save Myself

My grip is slipping, sliding down the drain

Heart and head, on polar opposites

What feels right is wrong and wrong is right

Day to day, everything changes



I am a battlefield

I wield my mind like a sword

that scores my heart and soul

My battle is my own



Tomorrow fades away, buried deep

As heart and mind collide

I am strong, yet weak all the same

I want nothing and crave everything



A plague of worry blossoms

It happens every time

I can neither win nor lose

I am my own enemy



Hear, bone deep, races

Through streets of discontent

If I could but bar the gate

The heart could win



But trust is fickle, she's unkind too

The gate stands wide as worry gallops

In mid-stride, my sword strikes

As mind rescues heart



And I begin to save myself