The Soldier

Confusion surrounds the sentry  
He paces, lowering his guard  
He steps over the boundaries  
Now all that glitters has been marred  
 
He escapes this place, it's empty  
Yet there is no room for him there  
He walks the line he was meant to  
But there's a war been waging there  
 
Hard-bitten, he makes the distance  
Lays every feasible path  
He imagines his world without blasphemy  
Even though he suffers within his wrath  
 
When the fire was left unfettered  
There rose up a singular spark  
He makes his way in spite of them  
Aspiring to leave his mark  
 
He gathers strength in the morrow  
Healing up from all of his woes  
He now sleeps without circumscription  
Leaving behind the recreant foes  
 
Commit to a journey without tethers  
Lead a life of vociferous vim  
Lay to rest the significant outcry  
When you break away from him  
 
Why walk the path with many  
When you can leave the path with one  
When I whisper back at the envious  
The war inside's been won