I Remember

I am a warrior! This time screaming it from the fibers of my ever-beating heart.

I feel it in my soul.

If I were not, why am I always in a battle?

Why am I always equipped to stand and defend?

I look around and everything is wounded, this is war!

If it were not, then why is everything broken, so many hurt?

Some, dead. Look at their eyes, no life lingers there!

Huh, tell me!

Chaos manifested in every direction.

I see the blood, I see the weapons, they surround me!

Is that the ocean or cries?

I must help.

I run, I cannot catch my breath, this fight is overwhelming.

I run harder, my heart beating from my chest.

I am gasping now, I cannot breathe, I am weak, but my legs still carry me. And I run.

To the waters edge I stop.

I confirm!

A struggle took place here, a battle!

There, look! The bodies float in the water, overtaken by the tide. And no one fights.

They are gone, their souls like that of driftwood, casted away.

What is happening?

Where does the enemy lie?

This is too much. I look away, tears drowning me, but not enough.

I am too late, defeated.

How did all this happen?

Everything that held a breath and had a beating heart is dead.

Everyone is gone.

I close my eyes, and just like that, I see now, I remember.

I am the war. I am the dead. I am the pain.

This was not a battle, but a broken heart.

This was heartbreak.

And left in the midst was the devastation I created.

The people I see is me. Just dead in many ways.

How did I not see this before?

I did not even recognize the faces I seen was in fact myself.

I forgot who I was.

I understand now.

I understand.