Now I stand alone, a fighter in a world wrought with adversaries. A world hell bent on taking me down, dragging me through the mud and putting me in a hole that I cannot ascend from. Yet I stand, on the frontline of my own life. Master of all I control. I am not afraid, but I am alone. Now I have to find strength in myself. I have to find strength for myself. For so long my strength has been devoted to holding you up, giving you the power to overcome. Now I must move forward on my own. I must defeat the demons that haunt my dreams, and the monster that hide in the shadows. Stand up against the devils henchmen and show them that I will not be overthrown. I can continue and I will hold my head up. I have given everything to you, and to my life, and now I must stand for me. Protect the weak that cannot protect themselves, stand up for what I believe. This is the battle cry that I scream as I walk forward into a life of pain and despair, a world of fear and anger. They are angry with me because I will not fall to my knees, I will not bend, and I will not break. I will stand strong against the forces that rise up against me. I will stand fast before those that oppose my desire to continue. I have seen the bottom, tasted the grit of the pits of hell, and the ash in my mouth. I have seen the lowest point of the abyss and I stood tall. I faced my fear and my pain. I walked through the weakness of my soul, and ventured forward. I have the blood and dirt under my nails from scraping my way back from the depths that I was sent to. I have taken the stones and assaults that come from traversing the rocky path ahead of me. Barefoot and weighted down with despair, I continue. I always continue. I continue moving forward through hellish conditions, with pain, hunger, and loneliness beating at my door. While the rest of the world might succeed to the wants and desires of a cold world, I fight. I traverse the ledges and straights and narrows that lay before me with the pride I was brought into this world to have. I do not take the easy way out and follow the misguided and ill fated. I fight to do what I know to be right. I fight to keep the knowledge in my heart that I did all I could in this world to make it a better place to be in. I fight to keep paths clear of obstacles so that I may proceed to my own destiny. I fight so that others may achieve theirs. I am alone and I fight. That is the way of this warrior. Someday you may stand by me and fight alongside me, bear the weight of my burden and I will gladly bear yours. Someday you may see the efforts of my truth, my conviction, and my love. Until then, I am alone. I am alone and I fight.
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