Champion’s Respite

Battle weary soul
tired 
so so tired
pretending life is good
when blackness pervades
consuming 
devouring 
life as I understand it.
Time has come
to cast off the  blinders
to cast off expectations of others.
Climb that mountain
reach on high
deep breath
release
gone are the bad
in with the good.
Done so well
protected for so long
Paladin of might
Scourge of the black night
hunting
killing
slaying dreaded beasts
before they can release
poison
seeping into body
oozing into pores
consuming…..
No!
Fight
strong
the tide has turned
blackness pushed back
diligent Knight
I thank thee
for all the years
in which you held my life.
©June 18/20
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Choices

This is a continuation of River Styx, Desert Red, Waste/Safe Land, Harlequin and My Knight.
We travelled
mostly in silence
chirps of birds
chittering of squirrels
sometimes the only sound I heard.
I sensed
felt
knew
that somehow I disappointed
this gentle giant.
I did not know how
nor what I could do
to rectify my mistakes.
We avoided cities
towns
any sign of civilization
until the abuse done to me
physical abuse
had healed.
The scars on my mind
woke me
screaming in the night
from nightmares
where Harlequin still ruled.
He began to train me.
Sword.
Knife.
Skulking.
Shadow hopping.
Every conceiveable way
I could now
protect myself from harm.
I woke one morning
to find him gone
disappeared
into the mists of my past.
I walked alone
ruing my mentor‘s departure
for I still did not know……
where I was?
who I was?
what journey
what choices must I make?
Sept. 18/18
Photo by Anders Nord on Unsplash