This Is My Fight
Composed by Melanie Bradley
(Verse 1) The sun can rise and burn a brilliant gold, A story I’ve been told, but feel so cold. The weight is heavy, and it’s hard to breathe, A silent promise that I must believe. The bed’s a fortress, walls of heavy stone, And in this fortress, I am all alone. The world outside is moving, fast and bright, But I’m just living in a constant night.
(Chorus) Oh, this is a fight, a battle for my mind, A search for all the strength that I can find. I’m swinging with the hope that I’ll be free, This is my fight, and it’s possible for me. The darkness whispers, “You will never mend,” But I know that this is not my story’s end. I’m reaching for the light, I’m reaching for the key, This is my fight, and it’s possible for me.
(Verse 2) The first step’s heavy, just to touch the floor, A thousand reasons to just close the door. But then I see a crack, a sliver of the sun, A tiny reason, that this fight is not yet done. I make a call, my voice is thin and weak, The words are hard, and hard to even speak. But in that moment, in that brave small sound, A piece of hope, is finally being found.
(Chorus) Oh, this is a fight, a battle for my mind, A search for all the strength that I can find. I’m swinging with the hope that I’ll be free, This is my fight, and it’s possible for me. The darkness whispers, “You will never mend,” But I know that this is not my story’s end. I’m reaching for the light, I’m reaching for the key, This is my fight, and it’s possible for me.
(Bridge) Some days I fall, some days I lose the way, Some days I’m back inside that fortress grey. But I remember every hand that reached for me, Every voice that said, “It’s time to be free.” I’m not alone in this, I know it’s true, My hope’s a fire, and it will see me through.
(Chorus) Oh, this is a fight, a battle for my mind, A search for all the strength that I can find. I’m swinging with the hope that I’ll be free, This is my fight, and it’s possible for me. The darkness whispers, “You will never mend,” But I know that this is not my story’s end. I’m reaching for the light, I’m reaching for the key, This is my fight, and it’s possible for me.
(Outro) The light is here, it’s coming back to me, This is my fight, and I am learning to be free. I’m learning to be free… And it’s possible… Yes, it’s possible… For me.
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