War With Demons

The harsh winds bite at my very soul Alone I sit, waiting for the fight to commence Heart racing, sweat pours despite the cold Caution…not today The warrior reaps the spoils Cowards merely pray Scars are reminders Painful, but not fatal Lessons of a fighter Forward! I march to claim what is mine Steel raised above my head My sword of truth transcends time Seize the day! Lord steady thy hand Use wisdom, guide my way The moment is now Not past heartaches Nor future vows Slay the demons, for they must fall Thrust thy sword deep Only then will I hear Victory’s call