Back to the Ward

Can we be one and the same?
Can we ever coexist in this universe?
Is it possible to end this ridiculous game,
Without making it even worse?

Stealing thoughts like moral thieves.
Mind games back and forth in rapid succession.
Degrading each other’s believes.
Distorting the line between happy and depression.

Can I only be happy without you?
Can I only be free when you’re gone?
Is there no middle ground to pursue?
Do we have to fight every night till dawn?

I’m tired of the endless confrontations,
I can no longer pick up my sword.
And even if I did, I’m bound by my own limitations.
No, it’s just something I can’t afford.