dust is what is left of my thoughts
my eyes to dry for tears
Although the battle is over
the war has just begun

every last step
into the aching wind
whispering it's sad memories
into my deafening ears
it's too lonely for healing to begin

the blood that poured
is now stained
into our souls
one more step farther
away
from
the cold

But yet the ice freezes us
from inside to out
alas we may never know
the nice feeling of warmth again

Oh how I am tired
of this strenuous fight
I wish to flee
or more accurately see
to those who were damaged
oh so ever more
to help them through their pain
while also healing mine

the stars point me
to another world so bright

So goodbye enemies
I leave this fight
to start the healing
of hope
so goodbye
to
all
who fought so hard
to achieve
what we were fighting against

I hope to
warm
smother
and hug
the hurt and empty ones
and help them into
a better night.
tomorrow to bring haste and light
and change what we have ignored