Death

Death crushing on my soul
A dark shadow
Struggling to drown the light.

My tears hold themselves
Tight behind my eyelids
Not falling.

I must be strong
For those who battled the shadow
Hand to hand.

For those who lost
A fellow warrior
On the battle field.

Now I must make a call
To one who must enter the fray
To fight for their loved ones.

I must be strong
So that the pain might be less
And they might help win the war.