The journey is gruesome
And Slower than slow
And to keep walking,
To keep climbing
To keep leaving
We sometimes
Rip our own soul.
The gaze hardens
The tears dry out
Chin lifts up
And we keep walking
Eyes fixed
Beyond the edge of the world
We keep walking
Sometimes in heartbreak
Sometimes in pain
Wading deep in despair
Always looking ahead
The warriors heart bleeds
Too often in disguise
Turning the pain into anger
Just so we can go on with the fight
Gasping for air
Stepping in blood
We fail to remember
A whole army is walking with us.
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