A Warrior's Thoughts
Though the battle is over,
And our victory is won.
An interal fight persues.
That soon shant be done.
The conflict grow larger by day,
From an ember to a blaze.
Unable to be extinguished,
He is blinded by the smoky haze.
Lo, the war with one's self nay ought end;
We fight the good fight until our death.
Giving not up hope, courage, or might,
Our true victory lies in an eternal rest.
~Written by yours truly.