A Warior

I am a warrior

but not like Arthur and his Knights

I fight for a cause

Not merely for freedom, though freedom it may be

I have no sword nor armor

Though I have my own stuff for my own battles

I never had enough of them

which sometimes cause my loses



I am my leader and my follower

I am the lone knight of my army

the lone believer of my principles

But a warrior I may be, I am also only human

a being breathed with life

Which turned to be a blessing and a curse

Though I explicit strength

My insides are weak

my heart is broken

and my soul is frail



I am waving a white flag

But they can't seem to understand

Arrows rain my world as my shield weakens

All I wanted was to succumb to oblivion



And tonight as tears fall down my face

let the sky cry with me

Let every being feel the coldness I have within

Make them understand the things I fight for..

Let the rain fall and wash away my tears

Make known to me the existence of rainbows...

Help me remember that I'm a warrior,

in this battlefield called life...

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