Battle for a Soul

New poem. Much more formal than my usual work, but informal language wasn't conveying my full emotion, so... XD 

This is war

Inside my cage of flesh

Within my web of nerves and veins 

A battle to the death

No side can cede

This is war

Hear the cries

Of either color

Falsely hushed, but strong as ever

It started as a battle song 

But now it's raging whispers in my mind

Hear the cries

I thought I was impervious

I thought I knew my side

But the enemy was wily 

The enemy was mild

And now it's got a hold

I thought I was impervious

I cannot lose this fight

And yet, I fear I might

I'm tired and my apathy

Is my greatest wound

Bleed softly, 'till I'm dry

Dear God,

I cannot lose this fight

He battles for my soul

Nothing can separate

But what if I make a choice

What if I fall to hell

"What if" is screaming in my mind

He battles for my soul

I will lose

I will cede

I will fall to ruin and death

If I don't make the gravest choice

I tell you 

I will lose

But here, help comes

As I despair

Begin to sew my flag

The pale cloth white surrender

Prepare to raise my flag

But here, help comes

I cannot fall

My Ally comes

Descends into the night

The black which hid me from His grace

Dissolves in milky light

Fierce tendrils pierce my soul

I cannot fall

He grips my arms,

Touches my heart

With His own fingertips

Electrifies it, gives it beat

With wings of fire He raises me

He grips my arms...

I cannot fall.