A Fighter's Sigh

Why I feel this?
Why I feel so weak?
The whole world stopped but my life is passing away.
I cry dried tears.
I shout in silence,
trying to hear the untold.
Buried alive inside my skin.
Why I feel like this?
I know I must fight.
I know I must won.
But hey, even if I'm alive
my soul can't fight anymore.
I'll take my sword and get ready for the battle.
I'll stab in the back like the way they taught me.
I'll stand face to face with the demon who is inside of me.
And I'll burn until only remains ashes.
I was born to fight,
I wasn't meant to be a fighter.
But no one know where we are going to be dragged.
Or if we are born to be drown in the madness.