THE WARRIOR WITHOUT A HEART
Alone he travels on
With is sword at his side
His heart is gone
And he feels dead inside
He got too close to the queen
He knew it was a mistake
Now he sees the end of his dream
And it fills him with hate
He had to leave, he had no choice
She never wanted to see him again
The words stung and left him with no voice
As his joy in life came to an end
His only chance at love
Shattered to dust
He's half the man he was
But travel on he must
With his sword by his side
He now lives to fight
As least he has his pride
As battles spark on in the night
His heart died when he left her palace
Now the rage is what comforts his soul
To all others he has nothing but malice
Until he grows tired and old
Riding alone, he's lost in his thoughts
Thinking of a woman leagues away
In his madness he's trapped and caught
The last of his goodness being stripped away.
He can live without a heart
With his sword by his side
Even though it tears him apart
He continues in his lonely stride
Forever alone, he knows that now
Maybe this is what he deserves
All he sees now is a jet Black cloud
As he wanders on without words.
©2012 Darryl Mouzone
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