Fighting A Loosing Battle
By: Harold Finch and Grace Luvr
Author's Note: Hey guys! This is just a short little one shot about our favorite Lieutenant. It's from Horatio's point of view. So I hope you all enjoy! :D
Horatio's POV
Darkness.
Some people are afraid of the dark.
Some people run from it.
I run towards it.
The darkness gives me comfort.
Helps me heal from what I have lost.
I'm a man whose only in his late 40's, yet I've already lost so much in life.
My mother, my brother, my colleague,…. My wife.
I could have done something to save them all, yet… I let them die.
And that's something I have to live with until the day death comes for my weary soul.
My fiery red hair has lost it's shine.
My ocean blue eyes, have lost their warmth.
I feel a deep sense of hurt everyday of my life.
I hide my pain from others, for I do not deserve their pity.
Every time I try to battle my demons, I only make things worse.
Sometimes, I even wonder what's the point of going on with my life.
All I'm doing, is fighting a loosing battle.
- Fin
Author's Note: Let me know what you thought guys! :D