Fighting all alone


With every dark silence and dark night

I’am fighting all alone

To gather every reason to win

And to win on my own

For the reason to think

I thought there were many with me

But still when I started to count

I always lacked the word we

In every tough battle

I fought alone

And that’s the way

I decided in life to go ahead on my own

And that’s all I’ve been doing all these years

Holding every emotions and all my tears

© Akhand Singh, 2008 © An Empty Glass, 2008

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