Foul, mindless shadow.
You broke my father.
He nearly broke me,
yet he was kind; you were not.
Alas, I will not be broken.
my hands shake.
There is too much of him in me.
my faith is shaken.
There is too little of him in me.
Terrible warrior, deeds forgotten though.
Sailed the seas, but after it all; why bother.
Drown your memories, ignore the plea.
I never knew you, now I wish it was still naught.
However, I know you now, I have
I look like him.
There is no escaping it; I wish I could.
I look like you.
I am neither.
Even now, I wish to forget those bouts.
He would agree, remove the bleakness,
find the defaults.
Pick the right shots.
I can’t see, come nearer.
Look at you, you’re a shoo-in.
Reverse the clock, I’ll have those doubts.
All the wrong thoughts.
Break the mirror.
I am standing on a ruin.
If there’s one person on this earth I’m afraid to admit I admire,
it would be him.