Intense war between my spirit and flesh
and my soul is the arena, so many layers to me....I was once
a fighter of men and spirits unseen.....a Lightbearer till
one day my dreams were crushed.
Heaven grew silent at my
anger
while behind plastic smiles I lived. At first I welcomed
pain as my Teacher--to become stronger as centuries later
the philosopher Nietzche would proclaim, but then slowly
like unseen grey hairs, I started to look out for myself
and while others fought bloody battles.....I sat down
and embraced my Dark Side...........