The Eternal Cycle: Through Courageous Eyes
This is what was I
meant for?
To rise from poverty?
To wield a legendary sword?
To
become a hero?
My question is
Why bother?
I stain my
hands
With blood uncleansed
Only to gain respect
After
all is said & done
I am still warrior
Only I have nothing
to save anymore
Once my quest is done
My skills will be of no
use
My highs & lows
Forever doomed
To become
folklore
& eventually disappear
My ancestors suffered
likewise
Saving the princess
Staining their hands with blood
&
loosing their purpose
I wish not to have to suffer like
this
But such it not my place
For my destiny is serve into
nothingness
