The Battle I Fight Against Me

To anyone listening,
There's a story I wish to tell,
About a battle a girl has faced,
About the time she fell.

The girl I talk about is me,
And the battle was quite fierce,
THe battle was with the blade,
And all the skin she pierced.

The weapons are my blades,
And the war path is my skin,
The enemy is myself,
And the pain I feel within.

I don't how to say it,
But the enemy is winning,
I am losing grip,
But on the outside I continue grinning.

The battle wont end,
Until the weapons wound,
The war path so badly,
That it places me in my tomb.

The battle isn't ending,
So I'll put up my hands,
I surrdender, I surrender,
Just take me from this land.

Today will be remembered,
And everyone will see,
Today's the day I lost the battle,
Against the one and only me.