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...
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