He staggers onwards, eyes set fast
peripheral vision replays his past
with gritted teeth he sets his stall
he'll prove himself to one and all
bruised and broken, keeps his pace
there's no expression on his face
although his eyes show fire and steel
he can't allow himself to feel
he'd never hurt another soul
eventually that takes its toll
blanks out all the dreams he had
thinks of doing something bad
and still he's moving all the time
not daunted by this final climb
to sacrifice himself again
do anything to help her pain
there's nothing that he wouldn't do
nothing she's not put him through.,
Not something that she's worthy of,
But there is no logic in love.