Broken Promises
Well, another poem. I expected to do mostly one-shots, but these are easy to type up. Hope you enjoy!
My battle has been fought,
My enemy vanquished.
I have one this fight
Against my mortal foe.
Who was once my friend,
Long ago.
But no more.
He is dead now.
I have triumphed,
But at a terrible cost.
His attacks found their marks.
The blood saturating these cliffs
Is mostly his,
But, much of it is mine.
And still I paint the rocks red.
But, my life isn't the highest
Price paid.
No, it is two promises made
To two girls.
One made recently.
I promised her, the gentlest soul,
That I would return
From this Final Valley.
The second is old.
I promised her, the warrior-healer,
That I would bring him back alive.
Both are broken.
He is dead.
I won't be going back.
My heart aches,
Yearns to keep those promises.
But it is impossible.
Soon I will follow my former friend
Into the abyss beyond life.
Now the light fades.
I am done.
My life is inconsequential.
But, my two promises of a lifetime
Aren't.
But, I have another regret.
My insurance
To myself
For a safe return
Was expressing my love for her.
Now she won't know.
But, one day, far from now,
When she joins me,
She will know.
As I fall to
The blood-soaked earth
I make a promise I will keep.
If I am graced to Heaven
Where those two will go,
I will apologize for broken promise.
Then,
I will embrace the Pure Soul
And tell her my love,
The only promise I can now keep.