WAR:The Battle Within

Introduction to poem


"Everyone goes through a dark phase—alone, scared, and fighting silently, wondering if they’ll ever win the war within. 
As someone who’s walked through that storm too, I wrote this to turn those raw emotions into words that speak to the soul.
If it reaches even one heart and reminds them that it’s not too late, that they’re doing well and they are loved—then this piece has done its job. ''


WAR

I stand still in the middle of war,

Knowing if I stay here, I'll get hurt.

But I still don't budge—

As if waiting for an arrow to hit me.


This war has been going on for decades,

Which makes me question:

"Will this ever end?"

I keep thinking, while standing still in the middle of war.


I stand still in the middle of war,

All wounded and burnt.

Yet I refuse to fall to the ground.

Because if I fall,

I'm a loser—


A loser who did nothing to save lives,

Who gave up on their own life so easily.

I refuse to be a loser.

I never gave up, and I never will.

I've been fighting for decades—for a reason.


I'm not standing still in the middle of war

Because I lack strength within me.

Only a true warrior knows

When to take a step ahead.


"Will this ever end?"—you ask?

Yes.

It will end.

I didn’t stay on the battlefield for nothing.


I shall protect the lives I still fight to save.

I never failed,

And never will.


I was standing still in the middle of war.

But now,

The step ahead has been taken.

I will fight with all my might—

Because I refuse to be the loser,

At least not for the ones who protected me.

                                                             ~Bella Red🌹✨



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