Twighlight Ronin

Twilight Ronin From day to night, I travel from east to right. As I travel to the west I look to the sky and wonder what is left inside my vessel. Am I just a hollow soul, or the embodiment of something more? As I walk the desolate badlands I wonder is this it? Or is their wonderland? As the sun eclipses uto twilight I sense the demons inside me, eroding my essence. As my mentality fades to obscurity, I reign in my polestar with enmity. With my tanto’s in both hands I cascade, and the hysteria upholds I find myself esoteric. As I wander as an enigma to my people, I find myself at a pass, am I just moonstruck? I segment myself into three pieces of macrocosm, mind, body, soul. As I ravage myself I realize my own reconstruction. In a revolution of my volition, I rejuvenate my reality with vitality. As my leisure falls unto rest, I find myself patulous to my ambivalence. As my ambiguous nature sets into my quintessence, the outcry of my valor overtakes. Engulfed and inflamed, I embrace my inner inferno, and outlast my hellish hounds. As I subjugate my own demons I then embark on my incursion to the fiends bastion. Ultimately they should be skittish, twas not me who turned me into this twas them so down thor knecks i breathe. ~ Benjamin Luke Aguas