I fought my fears and won
Those demons of the night
They used to make me run
But now I stand and fight.
Those demons of the night
They used to make me weak
They revelled in their might
And laughed as I would weep.
They use to make me run
Their blades, they cut me deep
But fighting then was fun
Their honours mine to keep
‘Cause now I stand and fight
The shadows deep within
And morning, noon or night
I fight my fears
And win…
©nirmal
N