Once Knight
To close your eyes forever in hopes it dulls your pain. Twisted
bodies, broken blades, men far removed from sane.
Shrouded chaos in the fog, mind hellbent on the cause. No remorse, no
time for thought, forsaken oaths and laws.
Battle sounds of phantom wars, the cries of long dead men. A fight now
waged within your head, this one you cannot win. No rest though you
are weary and kept up late at night. Reliving all your actions,
dividing wrong from right.
No escape, no return, can't turn back on all you've done. You've waged
these wars, you've let their blood, in battles lost and won. Age hath
taken all the things that foemen never could. You've lost your sight,
you've lost your strength and forgotten all that's good.
Looking back no fondness found in all that's left behind. You'd look
deeper into why you seethe, if you could stomach what you find. It's all
done now you're worn so thin from serving in the fights. You've proven
only that you can slay, you who once were knights.
Copyright © Jesse Zerlaut | Year Posted 2016
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