I risk hurt nearly every day
my anxiety is at the all time limit
I risk all and suffer for my friends
all for my brothers and sisters

But now I am feeling spent
I'm feeling blooded and broken
I have to stand proud
no matter the odds, and fight my ground

I am one of the compassionate kind
yet my reward is grief and strife
I am traumatized and hollow
yet I still ****** stand

This game of Russian Roulette
the choices I have made
with honest heart and good intention
are now mine to deal with, with honour

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris