I shot down each of my demons
And One by one laid clear my path,
I pulled one with the fletching torn,
As i stood face to face with a monstrous beast.
Without my arms I trembled
Eyes closed and cold sweat crawling zig zags down my cheek.
I died a hundred deaths before I opened my eyes
and saw before me
The beast quivering
eyes closed and beads of sweat.
I touched its shoulder
And the Eyes fluttered Open
My own eyes staring back
Holding a Broken arrow.
I died one hundred deaths
Before I opened my eyes.