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I am a one armed bandit. I was once a soldier on the way to being a general with impressive swordsmanship but now I am just broken man. I swing my sword and feint with a ferociousness, and parry, but it is all an act. Any decent swordsmen could defeat me if they knew what I have become. Just ask me how I lost my arm, But don't look too deeply into my heart when you do. |
Copyright ©2013 Ashi Shadow - 12/31/2013 on depression over Allison.
Started in my head somewhere around Virginia trip.
I think while I was driving up to DC on December 18.
Finally wrote it.
It's not exactly how it was meant to be but captures what it's supposed to well enough.
I don't feel like working on anything or doing anything while I'm so hurt and depressed so I'm only a fraction of what I used to be.