Love of My Own

By Damien Knight

A warrior is heartless
Not in need of love
We only fight for glory
And the taste of men’s blood
We need no one near us
We desire no affections
Yet even deep inside us
We fear rejection
We claim love a fantasy
Swear it a dream
But even I need it
Or so it seems
The loss of many women
The scars upon my soul
The death of many lovers
Has finally taken its toll
And perhaps I needn’t anyone
Perhaps I can be alone
But how then shall I battle
If there isn’t a love to call my own

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