The Fight of my life

He stands at the end of the hall

He was the man who took it all

He took me to a place I could have never guessed

He was the man who once told me that I was blessed

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My life was good, it was great in fact

My plan was perfect as I had tracked

My degree was worth more than just paper

My decree could have played to my favor

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I approach the man as he approaches me

I certainly hate him and he would agree

I leaned my face forward and his drew nearer

I placed my forehead on his and my breath fogged the mirror

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The person I am is no longer free

The person I am is no longer me

The fateful mistake to fall to my addiction

The fateful mistake to loose my conviction

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I hate him for what he's done

I hate him for who I've become

I look him in the eyes ready to end this strife

I look him in the eyes ready to fight for my life

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I know this will be the fight of my life