I've battled the beast for so damn long,
There are days that I want it to win,
My heart feels weak, but it keeps going on,
And my will has been stretched so thin

Each battle I face breaks me down into tears,
While old wounds, they've healed and grown,
And yet, I recover, and over the years,
I've gained strength from the pain that I've known

I've come to conclude that, to battle the beast,
One becomes what he sought to destroy,
And so, as you'll see, if you wish to find peace,
You will let go, and embrace all of life's Joys

i may make future changes haha, hit a block near the end