Through the tears I fought, for the world I lost.
Looking for my shield in disbelief as I watched the arrows they shot.
One by one they pierced my heart as I struggled to find the sword I lost.
Tripped I tripped, over shattered pieces of my dream I tripped.
Darkness veiled my eyes as I struggled to keep my faith alive.
Cried I cried as wounds dried laying in fear of my death.
Shaking and falling I stood back up with all my might as I saw the light.
The fight is never ending …. No battle is ever lost.
Drops of hope dripped from my open wounds while Father Time was clutching each breath I took. Searching and searching for years for something real without any luck; as darkness impaired my vision and fatigue halted my footsteps, you caught me before I hit the ground. Your presence illuminated my dark paths and colored the black and white life I once called home. Who would have thought that you would be here by my side…. This very moment…
Inspiration: A change of company.
“Always be the first to rise and the last to fall.” -DelicateStrength