The War Within III

None can start anew
Less the old
Away I throw
Like it was due
The war within
Part three
The war within
Have mercy
The war within
I'm fighting against me
When I scream
Without a voice
When I dream
Without a choice
The war within
I'm at loss
The war within
So pale the cause
A struggle within
Take me back to Oz
Take me along the yellow brick road
Take me to the emerald city
Take me to where I can cope
For there's a war within me
The war within
I still cannot see
Things I've done
And things I let be
The war within
Taking back myself from me



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Posted by Posted by Ariff Abdullah , on at 20:51 • Labels: L, poem, poet