Diary Of A Mad Woman

Fighter

There's a shadow hidden behind the light.
Pain masked by his hoodie.
Hair grown to cover the eyes that tell his story
Walls built so high they scare those that come near it.

People hear stories of his past, and present
But no one really knows him
He hides behind a mask of sarcasm and laughter
And only few notice the fading light radiating of him

Speed, and power escaping his legs
As he searches for a place to wallow in
Fear of having those around him see him crumble
He turns to the destruction of himself.

But he's a fighter
He just doesn't realise his power
Hasn't felt the need to search for strength
Hasn't felt the need to fight against the pain that the light has on his shadow

But he's a fighter
Even though he struggles to fight for himself
He's a fighter
Standing tall with pride against the demons that haunts him

No matter where he runs.
No matter how much he crumbles
He's a fighter
He fights to stay strong so that his love ones don't have to be
He fights to be in the shadows so that his love ones receive the love that they need

He sacrifices all that he has until he has nothing.
He gives and gives until he's bare
He glues a smile on his face and plays a laugh laced with a facade of happiness
He's empty and pained

But he remains a fighter
For he would rather have the weight of the world on his shoulders
Than ever see anyone in his shoes
And for that....
He's the fighter within the shadows hiding within the light.