The Price....

I have stood as the Morrigan’s hand maiden.
I have been the War Valkyrie.
I have listened for the drums
and helped them arm..
Dark Warriors, White Knights, Soldiers..
Eagles, Wolves, Stags, Bears..
Some filled with righteous intent,
Others with rage and revenge.
All fighting…
All making their bodies and souls the currency…
I have glided on black, silent wings
over battle fields..
I smiled as they raised their heads
acknowledging my passing,
Touching talismans of my making ..
War.
Death.
Wounding.
Raging.
The lacerations, the putrification,
the blood and the gore..
The fear..
The scar tissue roping around,
strangling, smothering, suffocating..
The nightmares that claw and tear
robbing them
of rest,
of peace
of sanity
Their visions, they scream
in darkened rooms,
into bottles of oblivion,
as they rip themselves asunder..

Now I watch the cost….
Over and over…
Enough.
It’s far too high.

The Price....

lupa

Joined July 2009

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