Valiant Knight

Virtue lost without trepidation, hope clamors on
The valiant knight has been thrown from his steed
Lying on the ground, he has become a mere mortal
Still the knight fights on, relentless in his valor
No longer with a queen to serve, or justice to prevail
The knight wages battle, that is what he has known
He will soon wither and die, there is no war to win
The demons now are within, taken hold inside
No more passion, no more truth
Empty feelings buried like shallow graves
Still near the surface, but no longer viable
Just an old memory, a comforting past
Only here to fill in the empty spaces
His heart still beating, a faint pulse to prove he is still alive
Alive, but not sure if he is among the living
He lives in the dark, walks within the shadows
Soul emptied out, no one left to make it whole
The very love that was born within his heart
Is cast about, littering the earth, thrown away without cause
With each thrust of the sword, the knight weakens
A small piece is taken away, no honor is left to hold
Soon he succumbs to himself, and just gives up
Like a garden flower, he turns, then twists, then dies
The realization that there is nothing more, causes the death
The light is no longer attainable, never was
Once this is seen, the hope recedes
Easier to reach, but so much further away
Lost within the bounds of reality, it disappears from view
He had only one thing, that being a knight
Once there became no one to serve and protect
He was no longer what he had been
Ordinary is not good enough for some
He would rather die with honor, than live just to exist