Montana Blonde

What can I say about her?? How can I say enough about her? She has grown so close to me... she has become my soul-sister and my support.. a trusted friend.

I see the light of day and yet it is too far.
The ages of death;
Tumbled turmoil with sulfur smoke choking my lungs, invading my blood.
Evil is my reality... fire, flame and, demon.
Becoming one with Hell.
Knowledge gained, weapons honed.
I see the light of day and yet I do not want it.
Soul surrender;
The more I win, the more I lose.
Tired of fighting;
Sliding back into my comfortable cowardice.
Fire once again, welcome end.
Through my smoke rimmed eyes,
I see the light of day and yet...
Immortality;
One last beat of my scarred, singed wings.
Knowledge gained, weapons honed.
I rise from the ashes and fly...
Into the light of day.