~ Warrior ~

~ Warrior ~

Evasion is one of my talents you see.

I’ve dodged the attacks so effortlessly.

Years of practice, a warrior is made.

Weapons always sharp, perfectly steeled blade.

Collected blood, stained crimson red.

Never satiated, it must always be fed.

Our wounds so deep, never to heal.

Turning towards your foe, you bend to kneel.

The face before you steady and true.

Greatest enemy you’ve found, with the face of you.

We beat ourselves up senselessly.

Loving and hating ourselves recklessly.

This is a battle, for all times you see.

Perfect balance has never felt so foreign to me.

KKF