The Battle Poem by dymon sidebottom

The battle is being fought.
The battle of life and death.
My battle is to stay, and try not to fade away.
My scars are in the battle.
Each one has there story and yet life always in its hury.
Never slows down and waits for us to catch up.
I've tried countless times to win this battle, but in the end the blade wins..
The blade is my enemy.
It calls out to me.
I turn away and then I want the pain of the blade.