I’m trying to fight off tears, it’s like a war
Between my feelings and my pride, I’m on the floor
Explosions throughout my body, open a door
To a way out of this, I’m rotten to the core,
No one’s winning the war, it’s just pain galore,
Everything I said and did, I deplore
The blames on me, I gave her Hell,
I’m still on the floor, I fell
Too hard for her, now I’m stuck with a shotgun shell
Lodged in my heart, I wish I could tell
It straight to her face, to get her to understand,
That could be enough, give me the strength to stand..
 
My feelings are beating my pride, I’m breaking down,
It’s becoming a massacre, my frown
It’s one of those permanent things, one that I’ll never get over,
And if I do it’d be luck, I need a four leaf clover,
Grenades and bullets throughout my body, from my toes to my head,
Going through so much pain… I’d rather be dead,
If I could turn back time I would’ve,
Reversed all the things I shouldn’tve, 
Done, prevented this war within me,
Kept the one most dearest to me,
But since it’s too late all I can do is hope for a truce,
Between these enemies within me, peace…

My pride is dead, feelings prevailed,
Down my cheeks, tears travel,
The consequences of war, destruction
Of my pride and his ally dignity, need reconstruction,
Like my feelings dropped a nuke of tears,
Flooding pride and dignity, fears
Fill my body, dignity lost, 
Pride too, explosions still haunt the battlefield, what a cost,
Still I’m on the floor, please give me strength and hope,
To get myself up.. And cope;
with the aftermath of the war within me.