Whispers of The Soul: Poems and Musings

War

You ain't never seen a war like me.

Not the kind that rages across battlefields,

Where nations clash and banners fall.

No, this war is waged in the shadowed corridors of the mind,

Where the heart becomes a battleground,

And the scars are etched on the soul.

It's a relentless struggle, fought in silence,

With no victors, only survivors.

A war of doubts and insecurities,

Where every battle leaves its mark,

And every skirmish takes its toll.

You ain't never seen a war like me.

A war fought in the quiet hours of the night,

When demons emerge from the depths of consciousness,

And nightmares become reality.

But I am a warrior, battle-hardened,

A survivor of the chaos within.

I carry the scars of a thousand conflicts,

Each one a testament to my strength.

You ain't never seen a war like me,

For I am a warrior of the mind,

And my battles are waged in the unseen realms,

Where victory is measured in resilience,

And courage is my greatest weapon.

T.