Swamps Of Fortitude The swamps subdue me, but yet I have no fear. For what can I lose, which I should hold dear? There is but one thing that I would say: As the raven comes closer, you shouldn't stray. There is but one thing that I hold dear, But is it far from what I fear? If I could signal before my plight, Upon this person, I'd shine a light. Don't hold close, that which you fear. And instead hold closer those which are near. The swamp will soon surround me, And the raven soon to be. For the last of my freedom I would trade For this last wish to be made. Push away those who hurt, Pull closer those in the dirt. The raven soon draws nearer, And this lesson evermore dearer. If I should go, without a fight, If that an option, that I might. Then put to waste all of this fear, And my last few moments, I should make dear. For what may seem out of my view, May be something you already knew. The people who love you idly watch you here. And whilst they stand there, without a fear. Doesn't mean they do not care, But infact, it's too much to bare. If you can stand it on your own, And your morals remain unblown, And should the safety become evermore dear, Reduce all the horrors, and that which you fear. For on my own, I may be weak. Fighting the raven, I cannot speak. But when those I hold close, are not really far, I can escape this swampy tar. Whilst your vision may not be that clear, There's always those who'll watch over your rear. And whilst those people may not be in sight, They'll always help you, should you get in a fight. As the raven draws forevermore near, The final sight, I look at my rear. All the people I thought would stray, Are not moving. They're here to stay. The final thoughts should lay with you, For that I should expect the same thing too, You draw your rapier for the fight, And soon to follow, the raven made it's flight. The swamp defeated, My sight is now clear, All of the horrors, were nothing to fear. But obstacles to wisdom, Though not what they seem, In darkened surroundings, it needs just a beam. And as you stay with me, the thought is now clear, When the darkness draws nearer, I have nothing to fear. For against all this darkness, I have but one source of light, The ambience of your closeness, which interferes with the plight.

Off The Beaten Track As I step back on the beaten track I start another day, The fog steeps in, the darkness calls, again I lose my way. I feel the threat of beasts around who sense that I am weak, Their jaws clench tight they see no fight, so set upon the meek. With no attack am held up high, supported, shown the light, The moonlit shadows whisper down: "for no more will you fight. We'll be beside, support you in your battle day by day. We'll light your path, we'll be your aide, to help you find your way". Then suddenly appeared the most almighty flash of light, the jaws unclenched the beast let go, a sense of fight or flight. Frail and torn I stare out far onto the beaten track, Where is my aide, now who will help me find the right way back. Laying crumpled torn and tattered on the track I drift to sleep, A mere few hours, disturbed by prey, my rest is never deep. The momentary peace short lived, the new sun stings my eyes, I pray for motivation, not this premature demise. Empty, numb and motionless the silent tears befall, they trickle down the beaten track where the ragged beings call. Where abandoned lies a lone wolf dehydrated close to death, Drifting in an out of consciousness, and shallow is his breath. The stream of salty tears alights upon his fallen tongue, The river running through him that saves him from the sun. He gains the strength to hold his weight and go and find the source, he finds a broken spirit that's wandered way off course. A union of souls, entwined, set off to find their path, Scarred by beasts that tease or maim, obstruct or simply laugh. A new day starts to dawn on them, the destination clear, To aide the weak and fallen, to make their haven here.

Off The Beaten Track As I step back on the beaten track I start another day, The fog steeps in, the darkness calls, again I lose my way. I feel the threat of beasts around who sense that I am weak, Their jaws clench tight they see no fight, so set upon the meek. With no attack am held up high, supported, shown the light, The moonlit shadows whisper down: "for no more will you fight. We'll be beside, support you in your battle day by day. We'll light your path, we'll be your aide, to help you find your way". Then suddenly appeared the most almighty flash of light, the jaws unclenched the beast let go, a sense of fight or flight. Frail and torn I stare out far onto the beaten track, Where is my aide, now who will help me find the right way back. Laying crumpled torn and tattered on the track I drift to sleep, A mere few hours, disturbed by prey, my rest is never deep. The momentary peace short lived, the new sun stings my eyes, I pray for motivation, not this premature demise. Empty, numb and motionless the silent tears befall, they trickle down the beaten track where the ragged beings call. Where abandoned lies a lone wolf dehydrated close to death, Drifting in an out of consciousness, and shallow is his breath. The stream of salty tears alights upon his fallen tongue, The river running through him that saves him from the sun. He gains the strength to hold his weight and go and find the source, he finds a broken spirit that's wandered way off course. A union of souls, entwined, set off to find their path, Scarred by beasts that tease or maim, obstruct or simply laugh. A new day starts to dawn on them, the destination clear, To aide the weak and fallen, to make their haven here.

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Pre Loved Each day I live is like the last. Hope is lost, I can't advance. Scarred & shaken from my past. I long to change but keep this stance. Whilst on your own you're safe from harm. Yet jaded, lonely, silent days. Shattered soul but outer calm. Odd, inept in many ways. To find my path is such a task, When nowhere you will 'fit'. My own soul mate is all I ask, To share #life bit by bit.