Heartbroken Warrior
You walk with your head held high, like nothing ever happened.
But I know that inside you cry, with pain, anguish, and fear.
Everyone knows what is going on, you ignore them and pace forward.
I watch carefully from beyond, the door, the clouds, the clover.
If it is me you morn, please I wish it over.
The more you cry the more my heart is torn, ripped, shredded, and broken.
A heartbroken warrior is not what you are, but what you think you should be.
If you look close I am never far, always watching, waiting, loving.
So please my warrior mend your heart, become a fearsome rider.
Go ahead and make a new start, with love, memories, and faith.
Find someone who can rekindle your fire, watch it burn brightly before you.
Only then can I fly higher, into the world beyond, above the clouds, and into the light.
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