My own Battle

Turning out my light,
Maybe I can sleep tonight,
Although, because of my fright.
I will sleep no more then last night.

My mind tells me this.
My heart tells me that.

I'm stuck in the middle.
Of the feud of myself.

I don't know where to turn
I don't know if i should flip...or burn

I set myself on fire
I find myself to be a liar.
Still I keep my desire.
To keep going. . .

Rolling over...
Tossing and turning...
I'm still awake...

This is not all fake...
Nor is this a piece of cake...
Because here I lay, still awake...

This pain I feel
I hold back with my will
My lasting hope
My weakening

I'm starting to lose...
My own battle