Authors note: This is my first shot at poetry in a fanfic fashion. It's not about Rachel. It's about Jake. Yet another 2am submission

The sacrifice.

A hurricane swirls around him

A war rages within his reach

Through hell itself he strides

His humanity, placed upon the altar of freedom

no prize

no gratitude

no understanding

no forgiveness

no happy endings.

Alone he walks

head held high

resigned to his fate

a child

but a man.

He is a focal point.

the universe wraps itself around him.

twisting and turning and fading in and out.

he looks down at his hands

and it seems like heaven is so far away.