The warrior

To the light of my life...
I more than once said  
‘You breathe air into my lungs, offer me shade, and you quench my thirst’

The anecdotes and stories shared - only you understood
With a glance, you just knew
You knew

Together we fought and won battles that no one could ever imagine
We struggled and survived
We were superheroes..you knew

Slowly, very slowly it started to unravel
Like a wicked spell cast, our glue became unstuck
Unforgivable words, deeds, reactions.. you knew 

It broke me, broke us, and everything we had
I stopped taping it together
As the bad snowballed 
A warrior, a survivor, a protector was born

Took over control, commandeered the crash landing
We all survived..just
We're alive...And living right

The bad - like a circle with no beginning or end, grew
Stretched and exploded 
A smashed mirror  –the pieces, so small, shattered, sprinkled everywhere
Lost. Forever. Gone... you knew

Independent pieces, sharp, surviving
The two tiny hearts that kept us together 
Now glisten like tears -  instead of shining confidently
A warrior, a survivor, a protector was born

Took over control, commandeered the crash landing
We all survived..just
We're alive...And living right

A lonely wasteland of loss, deflated hearts, promises and trust
Barren, lonely, sad,  broken, separate
Shattered... you knew
A warrior, a survivor, a protector was born

Took over control, commandeered the crash landing
We all survived..just
We're alive...And living right & soon smiling



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