Look at me, my eyes are open wide. But in the light, I am blind. What do they expect of me?. I gave it all for one last time. The people need a hero not like me. I can't condone, I can't forget. My ey
Pride (The Warrior’s Way). Far away in a distant land. Ten men, weapons close at hand. These men are at war for peace. Outnumbered they are up against all odds. But their spirit is undetered. On the d
A cold place fading into darkness. Descending into madness. What will be left when I am gone. A time when hope once there. Has gone, never to return. People cry out for a saviour. They are still to le
