I don't know where else to be heard but I am tired

When the war doesn't end

When the war doesn't end and you can't find the peace or answers you thought that if you kept persevering you'd reach

Whats the point of not giving up if you are still left with nothing and the reality is that trying still meets defeat

I am running out of words, out of ideas, I wanted to be brave to keep my fight, prove that I didn't break

But what's the limit of tolerance one can expect to hold when regardless of the efforts there's no give and just take

I am unsure, I guess every warrior cannot run their race forever and needs a place at some point to rest and find respite

Maybe the dark will cease and the heaviness will ease, I don't know but try to recall the assurance the sunrise appears everyday with new light

I don't want to follow false hope and also don't want to revel in despair, this soldier is just tired and needs to lay its head

For now I have to put down the fight, I am pausing the endless war in ambition that maybe with a break my fight can reset