The Despondent Minds

The Battle

For Klein

I have weapons in my aresnal,
Ones I seldom use.
But I sharpen them everyday
Cause I am not inclined to lose.

First, I'll use my heart
Because is it not a fair trade?
I'll give you mine for yours,
Can a treaty be made?

If I need more to give,
Well then I'll give you my mind.
And I'll make damn sure,
You're in it all the time.

If you still ask for more,
Then I present to you my days,
Take the seconds and minutes too,
Use them in any way.

And to prove without a doubt,
This battle for you I want to win,
I'll put in all my hard work
So I could give you anything.

Is that not enough?
I have nothing else to spare.
Everything that matters,
I have placed in your care.

But now, here she comes.
She was weapons of her own.
I didn't think they were strong,
And yet your heart she stole.

She kept her days,
Held unto her heart tight.
I wondered what she'd offer,
When she wouldn't give you her mind.

She showed you her skin;
She showed you her eyes.
The first was fair and smooth,
The second had the color of the sky.

And then she showed you her dimples,
The ones by her flushed cheeks.
Denied you her heart but showed
The one image man seeks.

And her smile was her strongest weapon,
For her teeth glittered by the sun.
She was so very beautiful,
And just like that, she was the one.

I wonder how I lost the battle
When she didn't even have to fight.
She showed you her weapons
And you decided she was right.

I'd given you my time, my heart, my mind
And you handed me my defeat.
When she had all that beauty,
How could I compete?