The Fight

The Fight

It's almost simple now, this feeling of defeat
When all seems to fall before you, no longer do you feel complete
And everything you hold so dear, it crumbles into dust
All because you loved her now, it all seems like a bust
That tragedy had found it's way, right into your arms
How else can you simply state it, when all you feel is harmed
And when all the memories resurface, you fight to build a wall
To keep your world from flooding, and to keep you standing tall
But this wont last forever, and neither will the pain
So I guess I keep on going, until it all begins to fade