Sisters in arms

Are we sisters in arms

Fighting your battles wherever they are

Your battles not mine

Did I not tell you – I am king maker

I should have said I want to be the king as well – I don’t

I gladly consume myself in your battles

I secretly wonder why my battles aren’t yours

I have battles not as great as yours

Without your number of players, plots and twists and daggers in back

My God - I submit myself to your life and now I sit dour and bitter feeling you don’t reciprocate

Why do your words not soften my heart and urge me onwards to better things.

Is it my heart so closed to myself

Are words I speak so dismissive of my needs

I feel you from the hairs on my skin I feel you

I read you, how are you blind to me

The same thing again

Feeling alone with you beside me

Are we sisters in arms

I question the value I have of my soul

I question the love you have for me

I question every good I have in my life

And now I wonder, I really do

Can I be happy with anyone

I will fight for our friendship – this time

I will fight to be the bond strong.

I worry about the truths in light

When I get soured by discontent

You have tried to speak to me – I don’t know why I can’t hear you

I can’t remember the words, the emotions feel like a dream to me

I will fight to keep you in my life

I will fight to keep me in my life

I will fight the dark thoughts

Fight the doubts

Fight the envy

Fight the pain

My sister at arms -  I will fight your battles

And if you do not come to my aid

And if you do not sense my sorrow or understand my behaviour

And if I have to fight my battles alone

I will stand by your side and burn my skin with the acid of misunderstandings

I will fight on