I look to my left and look to my right
There I see that no one else is in sight

No one but myself to invite
So with whom do I fight

I look deeply
And what do I see

The eyes of someone
Whose heart is all wrapped up in a fight that just begun

I listen deeply in fear
And what do I hear

Someone screaming
In hopes of being freed

There's a body in pain
From all the irks and jerks of a body used in vain

My eyes squint in hopes to find something
Of why this is happening to this somebody

As my courage builds
My search becomes more and more unfilled

I hate the fact that I cannot find
What is holding me back and making me blind

The body's being pushed and pulled with a very powerful force
It feels everything but a bit of remorse

The expression seems to be confused
But it speaks aloud from the harsh abuse

Its soul needs help from me
To reach down and bring it to liberty

It cries and cries
But can't get freed no matter how hard the tries

All of a sudden
It was silent again

My eyes open wide
As the body and spirit once agian collide

The body came back to reality
But this time, it felt differently

I look to my left and look to my right
There I see that no one else is in sight

No one but myself to invite
So with whom do I fight

If in this room is no one else
Why should one fight with oneself

The question at hand refers to myself
Am I at the constant battle of fighting myself?