Courtesy of Others ~
My body is weak and numb from the cold,
As is my soul it seems, from the endless battle
And the pain and stench of death all around me.
I do not complain, I only pause in this short
I pause to collect my scattered thoughts, images, and feelings,
That I may become a human once more...
If only for a moment.
I will force my memories,
I will raise them up to the surface of my mind.
There was a woman once; I remember her touch, her
There was a family; I remember the sound of laughter around the fire.
A home...Ah yes, I remember it now; it was warm and safe,
hewn by my own hand, it was a good place to be...I remember.
The clash of steel and the sound of dying men
My joints have grown stiff during this short time, but I must rise.
My tears have stained my dirty face with muddy trails.
I must fight now. I must bury my humanity
Once more and enter the fray.
I must prevail...I must live.
Though death beckons, inviting...
I will resist her temptations.
I will live this day no matter the costs,
For one day...I will be human again.
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