My battlefield cry



My Battlefield cry

I've never felt so alone,
Stood on a battlefield no army I stand alone,
Staring straight at the enemy in front of me
This enemy is not stood alone it holds the monopoly over infantry,
It has infested and infected, hundreds, if not thousands of souls
Yet Here I stand alone
If I must fight this on my own then I must be all powerful
Because this enemy is strong and it is powerful
The enemy often tries to entice me to join it's cavalry
With all sorts of tricks and treachery
It would be so much easier to join and Aton
Rather than standing alone,
The fight will take the willpower of all saints even Saint Simon,  
It will tear me apart, every piece of my being every particle of my soul
If I let down my guard for even a second, especially in the combat zone
Where I will be alone
I will have lost the battle, the enemy will have won the war,
And I might as well sign my soul over to the devil
As I'll be done for,  
This war will rage on for months, not days nor weeks,
This is no mere feet to fight, dark days are ahead so it forspeaks
This enemies strength is beyond intense I can feel it's burning glare,  
It pulses sheer fear that's so tangible in the air
As I stand here alone
Ready to fight tooth and nail even alone for my sobriety,
The enemy may fear me not, as they see me standing alone against their nimiety,
But soon it will bow down to me as it loses its heavy hold it no longer owns,
I've never felt so alone,
I stand alone on a battlefield ready to fight for my freedom for my redemption,
But I'd be a fool to not admit Im not afraid, afraid of failure afraid I may jump to an inference
Afraid to become once again a captured prisoner infested with the enemies Barbiturates.
So I stand here yes on my own as this fight can only be fought by me
Against my enemy my sweet sweet addiction, oh how I wish I could just run to thee,
But to do so would surely end in my demise,
So alone I must fight,
I shall charge across the battlefield, into the darkness to search for the light,
I know I can do this even if I must do it alone, that  may sound egotistic
But really im praying for success, Im praying to make it, to not become another statistic.
With this war Im about to begin to then endure,
My willpower will be tested for sure,
As I fight this demand alone
I pray for nothing less than pure clean sobriety
And Freedom, the freedom from my addictions satiety,  
I will willingly fight and I will fight with all my might to find peace and harmony,
During this battle for recovery to guarantee sobriety
To guarantee a new life for me to live free from anxiety and fearlessly.



  

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The journey to recovery from addiction

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Written on April 01, 2023

Submitted by #iwriteitall on April 01, 2023

Modified on April 01, 2023

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Scheme x AabbcaddbbxaexaafdfxcggabhxAexxbbxhhiijjabhbbd
Closest metre Iambic octameter
Characters 2,642
Words 550
Stanzas 2
Stanza Lengths 1, 46

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