Ten of Swords

Trapped in a prison that's built on belief

Playing the victim, consumed by my grief

Tricks my mind plays using old memories

Painting them blacker than when they were real

After a while I get unsatisfied

I will get out of these knots I have tied

This pain I hold lives in my soul

Yet I must learn to let it go

I must go on, I must be strong

It's always darkest right before dawn

Hostile imagery inside my head

focused on anger, defeat and regret

Inaction is an action in itself

This is the darkest that I've ever felt

Impending change is a must to survive

I'm just existing, not really alive

I'm just going through the motions, but no living

I must take back what I've lost and fight my demons

I embrace my darker side

Knowing that it's part of life

Even with my war inside

I will rise again

This pain I hold lives in my soul

Yet I must learn to let it go

I must go on, I must be strong

It's always darkest right before dawn