As The Story Unravels

this is a kind of response to My Great History. I wrote it for my creative writing class a few weeks ago.

What is it I fight for?

Why do I defy my fate?

Is it to protect what I couldn’t before?

To prove that I’m still great…

 

I do not know for I regret,

That much has changed this year.

And my memories I seem to forget.

Yet I do not know why I fight what I fear

 

Fear would keep me up at night,

With me unable to sleep.

But I gathered up my might,

When I stared into those eyes so deep.

 

A friend would come to my aid.

Helping me when I couldn’t stand.

And despite what my fear forbade,

You helped me when you took my hand.

 

You stand by my side watching my back,

Still holding my hand to never let go,

As we prepare for an unexpected attack,

On this quest we swore to forgo.

 

We don’t know what to expect,

On this road we chose to travel,

But no matter what road we intersect,

We will wait and see as the story unravels.

Author's Note

like i said, this is a kind of response to My Great History. alot of has changed over the last year and Im no longer the one who claimed to be able to take of the gods themselves. while that man will always be apart of my personality, i have learned that i dont always have to face things alone because im not alone. it took a while but it finally got to me. thanks for reading.