Quick with a word.
Quick with your wit.
Quick with your sword.
Quick with your fists.
Never a thought
for what I want,
just you and your move
to recruit for your cause.
Blood on your hands,
you don’t understand
the way that I feel,
not part of your plans.
You said you were armed
to keep me from harm,
but you don’t defend me,
you just give me scars.
If we are partners
in this
for real,
then why do I feel
so alone?
If there’s a fire
in you,
then why am I
so cold?
You said you would make
any sacrifice it would take
to keep me safe,
but you’re unaware
that I’m in the dark,
falling apart,
and I’m scared.
I’m aware
that there are monsters
our there.
I see you trying
to pierce the dark
to keep us safe,
to make this place
somewhere we can live our dreams,
but lately it seems
you forgot about us.
In here,
there’s love and life.
Don’t forget
that what you’re trying to defend
doesn’t want you to die at all.
We want you here,
inside these walls.
If the time comes
to fight,
I understand your mind,
but in the meantime
don’t leave us alone.
Don’t make our home
a prison,
for the things we can’t control.
HG – 2022
