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...........