warriors

 
in the depths, I find you battling your own demons
afraid of where they will lead you
the truth of you is what they seek
 
honesty in pain
rigid in their cause
to see you free of sadnesses speak
you're hurting and they grieve
 
hunting your nightmares down
it is for you to confront
they can only chase a phantom
 
sorrowful memories rise to the surface
your tears are counted as jewels
your soul has grown cold from loss
 
your horde has collected your lost keys
keys to your good memories and bad
it is for you to turn the lock
 
you are invited to meet them again
you beautiful old soul
your misty eyes clear
and you see the ones who love you most
looking less like demons
and more like warriors
who stood by you when you were fragile