Dwindling Courage

I give up too soon these days, Because what’s the point of fighting when you know nothing is going to matter anyway.

I step back, Because there’s no point in moving on a path which leads to nowhere.

There isn’t a reason to fight, There isn’t a motto to stick, There ain’t anyone to fall back to, There ain’t a cushion of safety too.

Yet battles are fought, Finding courage from the past wars, Only it’s dwindling now, For I’m done fighting again and again.

FLY, I SAY