Protectorate

I’ve been doused before. My flames put out

That will and desire stripped from me

That driving force that makes me who I am

Driven right into extinction.

That desolation is not a fate to wish on the worse of people

To be without hope, without direction

To find yourself lost within your own flesh

Doubtful of all the things that constitute your nature

The very being that God made you to be.

But I’ve been there.

It keeps trying to return to claim me again and again

Taking the little thing in life, small inconveniences

And expanding upon them exponentially.

I will not return there again. I will not fall.

 

I’ve had my flame restored, or better put

The flames relit within the furnace. Hope gained from somewhere

Deciding to breath again, deep and full

Instead of waiting to exhale.

I felt the warmth, it’s strength wrapped all around me

It empowers me, and I dance happily amongst the fire

For I am it and it is me

And together we make up the being you see.

I am a man that is a beast that is a man.

There is no separating between these things.

I grow stronger from the control I place upon myself

Know thy self

and began to flourish

A slow process for me usually, but a lesson learned and remembered.

 

I have been brought back to fullness

And element of my burning soul restored

I felt lightning crackle through my fires again for the first time

In a long time

It became more than just a memory.

Instead of just the heat that can be passion or anger or rage

Kinetic energy surged in my being giving me the strength to move

I embrace it readily.

It takes getting used to, like all precious things

Cradle the baby…instinct takes over when your learn to be careful.

Drive the car…instinct saves lives when proper training is given.

Love…takes a lifetime to learn and a second to forget, but never leaves

No, it never leaves.

So I balance out again, thankful for the gifts given me

Thankful for every single one of them.

 

--Warrior Spirit

Reviews

[Lady Of Darkness]

great structure and flow.
Like all your stanzas