All that’s outside of it is an illusion
The real battle is within myself
The enemy is my cowering will,
The countless urges to give up,
The enemy is myself.
The enemy carries weapons of hopelessness
Of temporary pleasures
Of fool’s gold
The battle is against myself.
I heave my body up,
Stretch my arms to touch the sky
Then go back down on my back,
And again lift my body high
Once. Twice. Repeating over and over.
All the pressure felt in my abdominal core.
Can’t give up
Must stay tough
This is where my worries and emotions flow
Swiftly they make their way out
Once confronted by mind’s dragon
The battle is with myself.
Breathe in.. out.. in again.. out
No pain stays forever..
No happiness does either
Contentment - that’s the destination
What I want, what I need
So I continue to battle myself.
Equipped with weapons of
Accompanied by an army of
One down, another million left to fight off
A battle ends, but the war goes on forever
Breathe in.. jab
Breathe out.. punch
In.. visualize it.
Out.. defeat it.
The battle is within myself
The battlefield is my mind.