Tell me I've reached the bottom.
Now all I can see is the sky.
Look up to my dreams, they wander.
All that I can do is try.
Tell me I've lost the fire.
Now all I feel is the cold.
Look at the dying embers.
All that I can be is bold.
Tell me my days have passed.
Now all I'll be is weak.
Look through the raging storms.
All that I can do is seek.
Tell me I'm in the dark.
Now all I'll find is the light.
Look into the crooked shadows.
All I can do is fight.
Tell me my ship has sailed.
Now all I can do is swim.
Look above the insurgent waves.
All that matters is a win.
*The first stanza is a part of ARMNHMR- Fallen. I read it and wrote the rest of the poem.
All other stanzas save the first one is written by me.
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