Warriors of my past are attacking me <br />Their arrows flying towards my soul <br />Running away as fast as I can <br />I’m looking for a place to hide.. <br /> <br />They say friends will be your shelter <br />To protect you from the destructive rain <br />But when I seeked for your solace <br />All I found was a desolate wasteland… <br /> <br />In the blinding darkness I cry for you <br />To shield me from my harrowing demons <br />But the saving light never pierces <br />Your haven nowhere to be found… <br /> <br />I’m on my knees bleeding <br />My body riddled with bows <br />With my last ounce of strength I reach for you <br />Then fade into nothingness as I fall.<br /><br />Deana Rode<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2005-the-end-of-his-friendship/
