Cyannor My Own Obsession

I've seen so many fallen angels
They taught me to be free
I've been in many different places
Divided by their means

I've tried to overcome the evil
When good was weak to fight
I've drowned in sea of helpless fever
Without the needful might

I wasn't done as you can see
Which leads me to the question
What makes you think
So surely think
That I'm not my own obsession

I've lost so many hungry battles
And won then so much more
It wasn't pretty but sure was fabled
Deserving to fight for

All blood, all sweat and dropping tears
They all led up to this
I'm standing tall against my fears
With nothing left to miss

I wasn't done as you can see
Which leads me to the question
What makes you think
So surely think
That I'm not my own obsession