Fighting and Waiting

A recent frantic stream of conciousness

Are you fighting for the power?

Are you fighting for the lust?

Are you fighting for this moment

Or because there's nothing left to trust?

I'm here fighting with you darling

And I believe I’ve lost-

The pulse pounding in my veins

The realization that my lips are stained

With your name-

And if I sit back and wait

I think I’ll die waiting

Because you’re still fighting

Are you fighting me?

Are you fighting what this could be?

Are you fighting what shouldn’t have been

Or the monsters you’ve unpenned?

The pulse pounding in my veins

And you have yet to reply

The realization that my lips are stained

And you won’t give me an answer

I think I’ll die waiting

But I don’t have the time to wait for you.