I meditate and in stillness I am consumed
I find peace as I slowly kill my demons piece by piece
But still, there are so many, itβs a never-ending battle
But still, I fight, I wonβt stop
They really donβt want me to reach the top
The pain, the traumas, the tears who slowly drown me until I canβt cry no more
The memories who haunt me until I canβt no more
And still, I fight, I wonβt stop until I canβt no more
They creep up but I am no longer afraid
Iβve been prepping, Iβve been learning the same lessons
I got tired of the mental weapons, the aggression and the depression
I guess itβs safe to say that healing became an obsession