A reason to live in the lifeless

Hope in lost dreams
Solitude behind broken walls
Creativity from empty pages

Wisdom in foolishness
Knowledge from silent mouths
Voices in a deaf crowd

Love from a motionless heart.

A warrior with clean armour
Has not seen real battle
He bares his fangs
But bares no scars

A bladeless sword
All for show
A conversation piece
For cowardice not war

A rusted knight
With a heart of gold
So cumbersome
It became a curse

A war for wimps
A social life battle
Casualties of black sheep
Are the real fallen soldiers.