What is this inside?
Pain that hurts, lightening bolts to my head
It hides and then comes outside
Flashes of colors of blue and red
Muscles that feel the insanity that is lurking from with in
Shaking and moving not under one's power
The war that is to come is only about to begin
Can happen at any second or hour
The brain goes on a magic carpet ride
Heart rate is up and down never staying the same
It coming no matter what the symptoms are the guide
All these things to be hidden and to tame
The soul feels the burn of something knocking at its door
A unknown distaster that is slowly coming
No predictions or ideas of what is to be in store
What is the sense of prolonging the doom of something?
The many times of agony just for one more day
A answer is somewhere in the dust, just waiting for it to clear
Sometimes it is hard to find motivation to fight and stay
Yet the end seems to be the inevitable with no emotion of fear
To let down the one's who need you still
Is something to hard to face and take
That alone gives enough motivation and will
Assist others even when greater things are at stake
Things I am doing now are not helping the future or now
Only taking away the emotional pain yet increasing the physical war
If only the challenge could be easier somehow
That is what makes us stronger and why we get out of bed for
