This day has come too soon
My world is crashing down all around me,
The smoldering remains of my life blown away by a tender breeze,
And there is nothing to be done!
No way to stop the fighting,
No way to end the casualties of this once distant war.
I feel helpless, a mindless puppet of the Adversary.
Long before this day I was running free
And trying desperately just to flee
From the encroaching tide and burning skies.
Foolishly I thought I could never be caught
I thought I could always remain just outside His reach,
But I could not deny the growing strength of the Adversary.
Then I stalled just long enough to look back,
Only for the briefest of moments to see the destruction caused by His war path,
But that was all He needed.
Hot lead sliced through and ripped me to shreds before I even heard the crack
Cut down in the prime of existence and left to die,
Nothing more than food for the Adversary.
That shot echoed through my skull,
But I picked up and ran as if it had never happened.
I couldn’t even see the dripping blood,
I couldn’t even feel the never ending wounds.
I didn’t even know the enemy was poring across our borders,
And soon we were all captives of the Adversary.
Soon I realized how pointless it was to keep running,
It hurt too much to even move.
All I could do was lie down and take the beating.
It never occurred to me that I still held my weapon,
I never thought I could fight back,
I didn’t think I could ever win the war with the Adversary.
I saw those closest die on this very field
I thought this fight would never touch me,
I believed I could stay.
Fleeting thoughts that have long since vanished.
Now I find myself engulfed by a world in flame.
My breath is ragged from running to get away from this fight.
No matter how far I retreat, I am still surrounded on all sides by the Adversary.
I can’t recognize my own reflection,
With a twisted expression tortured deep from within.
I don’t know my own hands anymore.
They once belonged to someone great?
That man has long since died on this field of war.
I have forgotten who I am in this burning world,
Lost in the war with the Adversary.
I am fighting a losing battle,
I can not win this struggle on my own accord
I was foolish to think it was possible
The only option left is to pray and wait.
Pray that I will live long enough to see the end of this bloody war,
And wait until the day when my Ally arrives,
That day will be the last day of the war with the Adversary!