With battle armor as a darkness in my eyes
and a sword of bitter words on my lips
this war is between our soul's
from one heartbeat to your heartache
this is fear, love and hope
more sometimes
then i believe i can take
With a thought of fire
i can burn out a dream
trailing fingers through liquid whispers
lies falling upon deaf ears
whispered from lips long unused
for anything else
Nerves on edge falling through cracks unseen
brushing through fields of bleeding poppies
a memory of lost causes
but strength is all it takes to carry on
with a heartbeat on a butterfly's wings
tear drops falling from a cloudy sky
the peace before the storm
with arm's raised
and battle cries echoing
with a broken heart and stronger soul
i plunge my sword in deep
cleaving your heart in two
i scream out in your face
my wounded battle cry
I dont need you anymore!
With blood staining the soil red
and a heavy sigh upon your death
my heart is healed from this war
this is peace
Life is a battle,
But i only fight when i fall.
Author notes
chatting to my good friend Disturbed Prodigy and the title poped into my head.. he said to go with it so i did...ta aaron.. xx.pixi.xx
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Comments
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trailing fingers through liquid whispers
that's my favorite line--the imagery is fantastic in this--keep fighting! I felt the build up of emotions. I really like this!

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keep fighting
this is really good



