a sword not a wall
my heart does not hide
not behind walls
or armies unwilling to die
but ordered to anyway
no, i carry my own sword
pulled not from stones
but instead from sunsets
telling me to rise again
life will not carry on its own
i will push it forward myself
and if you cross my path
be ready for courage instead
a soldier does not weep
my heart I alone will keep
and if my distance is kept
it is only to save you from me
i don’t have to dream anymore
only life has its hold on me now
i can see the end but here I begin
my scars can no longer speak
who would judge me for bravery
on this battle ground of love
it is no longer who lied or cried
there is no victory except to be free
