Life is like a war

Never ending and many battles, not all bloody and not all silent.

One side wins and the other loses, victory - a harsh sting to one's heart.

Hope seems to disappear as the fight wages on, you can feel yourself fade away slowly with each passing moment.

Words fly like bullets piercing through your mental defenses as you try to not lose the battle.

Soldiers are your thoughts, fighting against each other to make the opposite submit.

Depression is the enemy's submarine as it lies in wait before striking from below the surface.

Suicide is the final battle you lose as your enemy wins, the lone bullet that manages to pierce your armor and end the fight.

Life is the war that some people lose no matter what they do to win.