No Quarter

Emptied, forcefully.

I’ve pushed myself to this purging, this letting go.

For so long I’ve held it close, for so long it’s held me in it’s grasp.

So much so it’s looming presence has overshadowed my life.

Invisible to others, it has been all that “I” could see. All that “I“ could feel.

Time and time again I’ve tried, I’ve tried to release what has clung to me with vengeance. Sinking it’s poison tipped claws into me as only true monsters can.

It has made me. It has ruled me. My armor is riddled with holes and yet....... I still stand.

I have drawn my sword, with both hands I hold it, with both hands I wield it.

No longer will it haunt my dreams, my days......my life!

I am emptied, I am whole.