Back In The Ring

Red thoughts running deep in my mind
as i try to run far away from my bitter past
sad eyes of mine has always been so kind
to stay dry when they were forced to blast

sometimes while going back home
it feels as if i am going back in the ring
with a warm embrace to welcome at door
followed by an endless chain of suffering

there are times when i do win but mostly its you
fist of rage with some bloody tears just runs through
i wonder what gets into me to behave like you do
i wish i could change everything, but only if i knew

sometimes while going back home
it feels as if i am going back in the ring
it's like a kingdom of enemies in one room
and for soldiers of miseries i am the only king

there are times when things seems to be so frightening
it seems as if my entire life has been struck by lightning
but just look at me now, i have become so damn daring
no matter how far i try to run, i come back in the same ring

sometimes while going back home
i realize how my whole world is spinning
this life i breathe is what they call destiny
then why it hurts when i shouldn't be worrying

dreams do shatters but a broken heart needs a healing
trying to climb to the next phase of life but again falling
holding the sands of time but the seconds are spilling
fighting my own desires but i am just so tired of killing

my key to success is behind my addiction of failing
floating in this burning water that i keep on sailing
desperate urge to run away but i find myself crawling
and i end up in the same cage, back in the same ring