The Lioness ~*Q*~

Warriors Soul

By The Lioness ~*Q*~, 2010-10-15

My spirit flickers with a dying lite

My soul is hiding in a corner waiting for one single moment of relief

But it never comes, it never does

The sparkle that used to sit in eyes no longer exists

Makes me wish i was under the grass

Where the other low lifes crawl

That is what i am Low life

I have a low level of life

I fade out n black out from it all

I punch i kick i scream but theres no end to my doom

Makes me wish i was old english lying in my Tomb

Hands gripped to a cobbled sword

Once used for battle now lays still

A deadly silence

A warriors soul tormented and jeered

A fighters spirit completely turned to dust

Very similar to the grains of old life that now lay on her chest

She was great, she was, she is was

She now wears a mask when she looks out her window

Afraid someone will see what she really is a broken Spirit with no hope for tomorrow

I wrote this a couple months ago

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