The Dispute

It comes always plunging in
Like a heavy weight crushing
Dragging you down into the deep
Where there’s no peace and no sleep
A room full of fog
With no exit door
And walls painted with anger
Fear, shame and regret
And the imp in your head
It dances impatiently
Stirring the storm intensively
And you’re given two choices
To ball your eyes out
Or give into it completely.

I’m trying to overcome it
I’m trying not to feel this way
It always breaks a piece of us away
The little things we say
Our stupid biggest mistakes
This tainted glass of the way that we feel every day.

We come so far to build this
And now we’re just tearing it away
Like it took nothing of our selves
But it took all that we had.

We comes so far to make this
And now we’re just blowing it away
Like it took no effort from us
But it took all our heart and strength.

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