This war

I fight a war within myself
that I am certain will leave me
with casualties.

I struggle to hold on
to what little I have left
before it all turns to haze
and vanishes forever.

But I also start fires
to burn memories
and I fan the flames, urging them
on and into no more.

This war will leave me
with casualties,
but maybe I can lay them
to rest and find peace
after a lifetime without.

 

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