Ronin 5

In death’s night they come to haunt me and beg for the years I have stolen I have denied them existence and still they plead me to find honor in my own I have learned to swallow what other men vomit and push away that which they themselves embrace I have become the firefly chasing the light that glows behind me As a child I dreamed of infinite waves on the ocean pebbles in the sand that I could summon and mold and shape to my wishes Dreams These waves have crashed on the shore of my present The castles have all washed away