With the bitterness and sorrow strong in his words, the ex-captain speaks his pain…
Who am I? Is my name even my own?
To live as a single soul in a far off world,
A lonely soul who cries out for salvation.
The clouds gather that herald the coming of the storm,
The dark fog that enshrouds my mind.
What will come in the passing winds,
That the light of day will shine on my blackened soul.
My walls have been torn down and the enemy comes through,
My heart is torn as my blood stains the ground.
The hate of my foe slices my flesh like knives heated by flame,
Their words poison my mind with the wind and sun parching my bones.
My life is the shadow that follows me,
Fleeting as the darkness of night snuffs out is existence.
Those of my own turn from my sight,
Even my sire has forgotten my face.
My world is no longer my own,
I am alone on a planet of millions.
An orphan whom time forgot,
Who love abandoned and never came back for.
What will happen now that all I once had is now lost?
To remain an outcast, a mongrel to be thrown scarps and cast down in the mud.
I lay lifeless on jagged rocks, my tears go un dried.
I am not who I once was or will ever be again,
My strength is fading as I stand before the brink of the abyss.
I am alone for no one knew my name,
My spirit is crushed and blows away like dust in the wind.
I cry in the night, weep for a life I long to know.
The world passes me by as I am the ghost that flows through it,
I sob to the Moon but her bright light was not ment for me.
I am a phoenix that got hit by a tidal wave.
