Eye of the Storm
 
The shadows around me,
My soul flies through.
I linger by a tree,
My demons come close.
My sword I draw,
My demons I fight.
The one, I wound.
Another I scar.
A battle goes on,
An end is near.
I scare them off,
To the shadows once again.
I know they will return,
To battle again.
My sword now black,
The demon’s blood dry.
I sheathe my sword,
The battle will come.
Another day I fight,
To fend them off.
One day I hope,
To kill them off.
For I fight in my world,
I would die in theirs.
A movement I see,
Deep in the shadows,
Again today my soul comes near.