I find myself ready to battle me,
My back is rough,
My path is crooked,
My experience is up and down.
My actions pure and blended.
I stand before and stare at fortitude,
I stand gallantry to face myself,
And give myself up to faith,
I open myself to perfect loyalty.
All my questions are to be answered by these,
All my time is spent in their blossom,
My decision belong to them,
My feelings scared and,
My flesh is ready to be burned.