Journeyman

Instinctively moving through time, my judgement results in my pain, at times it feels like this world is unfamiliar or just does not entertain my triumph. Too many days endured emotionless, thoughtless, does my heart beat in vain because it has not a purpose. Recognizing my surface is a struggle, better days have to be ahead, only the strongest survive in an era where being strong is not good enough. I long for a companion with a silk heart trimmed in gold, a queen who is uplifting, i need strength at my weakest points. For so long i have been loyal without reward, do i dare view ones reflection in the mirror, sacrifice is the key element to my joy, true happiness is on reserve.