Silent Marked Warrior

Ironical pain By paths filled with crimson tears; May it be finished? Alive with all hope heartfelt, Within now confused visions... Lost, broken belief; Remorseful mists messaging; Aching unbelieved, Scarred warrior wanders through ways; On stained decisions to waste? Battles could soon end; Finish my calm aggressions, My restrained instincts. A bitter blur messages My instincts beneath lost thoughts... In my broken heart, Ironic wishes revealed Muted wars inside; Hidden voices within me; Suppressed shouts, silent screams found... In dead, silent pain, My serene light and darkness Quietly call me; Beasts, demons, dreams, angels, sins; Fighting for heart, mind and soul...