Okok so this might not be that good but its rlly close to my heart:)

A war within oneself,
Fighting a battle with existence
I am not your well trained soldier
Yet I go and fight & #39;gainst multiple soldiers
(1/n) https://twitter.com/posighdon01/status/1266763607238303744">https://twitter.com/posighdon...

I haven& #39;t trained for this have I
I hadn& #39;t imagined this pressure to exist
To be something, to know someones heart
To get myself together, to find my way through life
(2/n)

Everyone has been doing this
Why do you even cry child"
"Well everyone wasn& #39;t me" I cry out
A blade in sight , yet cowardly to end everything straight
(3/n)

"Is this even worth it"
I tell my mind now
"Are you even worth it" it screams painfully
The war I& #39;ve known already, I& #39;ve been fighting it with myself
(4/n)

There comes a text suddenly,
"Where are you for christs sake, we& #39;ve been waiting since an hour"
There& #39;s my hope, there I find it
It& #39;s a small game of football
(5/n)

I don& #39;t share my sorrow, I& #39;m not even ready to
Laying on the wet grass,
Looking at the only flicking light
Gazing upon the orange sky
Getting ready to face another war for the next day
(end of thread)