Battle Field Testo

Time is just the battle field,
For the war we fight inside.
Only in this can love and hate,
Fight together side by side.
And I fear to hear the,
Nothing of silence, promise of violence.
This is not the release i sought,
Or the comfort I once thought.
In all certainty I am divided,
True love and pure hate drive it.
With my love I find hate and,
In discovering I then debate,
The value of life, the price of death,
The redundant sacrifice of one last breath.
I wait for the sign I dont want to see,
I know in the end its what I'll be,
And I still question in depression,
Was my logic right in reigning over my heart?
Was there purpose to why I fell apart?
The damn clock beats slower then the beating of my broken heart.
But the only cassualty of this war,
Was time it took to stop what i start.