My Life; A Battle

For my life God wants the glory
And the Devil wants to end my story
I'm caught up in the middle of the struggle
Too exhausted to fight or choose sides in the ongoing battle

For God should have for my life the glory
And I desire to vanish to rest regardless of a story
I wonder if there's any consideration for me
If I am permitted to leave and not just be

Some say to a side I should give my cooperation
But it wasn't needed or considered in my creation
Now I am alive and stuck here
Also being dragged here and there

It's hinted that in this life I need to put some effort
I am so beaten and weak that I myself need support
It may seem like a grave sin
To say may the best side win

A sign of a heart filled with unbelief
Countless times I prayed for help and relief
I even took on an assurance a crazy leap
That landed me defeated bruised and battered, still in a dark pit.

Where then is for a fight strength?
Still suffering pain from lessons learnt
There's no one here in this time of great need
With nothing or no one to meet