The Battle Within Poem by walter ukhurebor

To defeat the self is a noble quest,
A war within where hearts are pressed.
No swords, no shields, no battle cries,
Just silent struggles beneath the skies.

First, face the shadows, dark and deep,
The fears you hide, the wounds you keep.
Look in the mirror, see what's true,
The foe you fight is part of you.

Next, silence whispers of cruel doubt,
The voices that twist and scream and shout.
Speak words of kindness, firm and clear,
For self-compassion conquers fear.

Then rise above the pull of pride,
The need to win, to always decide.
Embrace humility's gentle art,
For peace begins within the heart.

Break the chains of anger's hold,
The grudges kept, the tales retold.
Forgive yourself for what has been,
And let your soul grow whole within.

Learn to let go of fleeting things,
The weight of envy, the false joys it brings.
Find purpose in love, in giving and grace,
Not in the endless, hollow race.

In this battle, there's no defeat,
No final loss, no bitter retreat.
For every stumble, every fall,
Is a step to rise above it all.

Defeating the self is to make it whole,
To master the mind and free the soul.
So wage this war with courage anew,
For the greatest enemy is the one in you.