His Battle

What pain is this that plagues his heart?
What struggles from within?
Does he stand on the front-line against an army of mocking voices?
Does he try to cast them out?

Does his vision blur from the tears?
Or does he keep them locked inside,
torturing his soul?
Does every word that was ever said come flooding back?

As the silver blade is dragged across,
Does he forget?
What is it that this self inflicted pain does?
He tries to explain but I do not comprehend.
Perhaps that’s what hurts the most, that I can’t understand it.

Is he blinded?
Can he not see our love?
What happens within his mind, within his soul that forces him against him self?

Tears I’ve cried for him,
But what does it matter?
The people closest to him can’t see it, or perhaps don’t want to.
But if they did, what could they do?

For this battle is his own…
…no matter how much I wish it was my own.

by moonlightmage
posted on 03/02/2007