Wow, look at me, just spouting poetry this week.. Nine, this one :3 Was originally going to put it from a third-person perspective, but decided to do it like this. Helps you get into the heads of characters, hee
You've fought in every battle,
And broken every bone.
Nothing left in what you're saying,
In crowds, but all alone.
Time leaves no gaps for crying,
The dead have troubles of their own.
What is left to do when war is over?
Eyes reflect the hurt they've sown.
Enemies bring no triumph,
For your heart is too threadbear,
You're all but done in talking,
Too cold to even care.
Your mind is losing paths,
A look turns to a stare
But a hand takes yours and says
'Home? I'll take you there'