He turned his darkness into words,
he used his shadow as a sword,
His memories as a shield against all the pain he could not reveal,
His subconscious mind screamed at night,
no where to run,
no where to hide,
seeking light to end his pain,
He lost his sword fighting the game,
The enemy he saw,
was a reflection of it all,
of his lonely soul.
His inner worlds were collapsing,
the storm represented his fears,
the rain his tears,
No hope in sight,
until he saw a young stranger who loved the darkness in him,
she became his light,
her smile was bright,
she told no lies,
she gave him hope to be strong again,
He let go of the rope he held so tight.
The life of a shadow trapped in a maze,
saved by the gaze of a lost mage,
a mage who needed a warrior to be saved.