The tired Warrior
How much longer can she put up a fight?
She's killing one after the other of the enemy but she's starting to tire.
Her sword quivers in her hand
Not from fear but from exhaustion.
Even though Her arrow vibrates on her bow, she hits her mark with accuracy, but she tires.
With every kill
With every aim
With every breath, she tires.
When will this warrior get to rest?
When will the battle end?
Her body is screaming sleep!
Her mind is screaming sleep!
Her soul is screaming sleep!
But the more they scream the more the battle seems to grow.
How will this warrior survive?
She knows that someone has her back. She know that she is taken care of.
She knows times will get better.
She knows that the war will end.
But when will she rest?
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