In such a short time,
My life has changed in ways
I never thought it would.
The things I held to be solid,
Have crumbled to dust in my hands.
The path I once walked ended
In nothing but a fiery hell.
I was broken and shattered,
The pieces of my heart
Scattered in the wind.
Rains that I thought I had defeated
Came again in torrents
Stronger than before.
The pit I had climbed from
Opened up before me once more.
And yet somehow I still stand.
Somehow I am not destroyed.
I know not how,
But the hole that my heart occupied
Is healing, slowly but surely.
My feet move ever forward,
The path new and unclear.
I walked through that hell,
I slowly sk
I had thought the battle over,
That my war was done.
I found what I sought,
And I could now live my life
With no troubles.
I had thought the nights would be short,
And the dark chased by the light.
Three years my blades collected rust,
Three years I enjoyed the company
Of my Friend.
And now it seems
That war has returned.
I will pick up my sword again,
And fight to keep what I have found.
I will fight for as long as
I draw breath,
For as long as the battle rages.
I will fight for as long as there
Is something I need to protect.
If it takes me another three years,
If it takes me another century,
I will fight to keep her with me.