No Champion

The cold wrapped itself up in me

Like a blanket smothered by a child.

Nothing comfortable, by any means.

I felt the wind pass through me like I did not exist

But the after chill proved that I did. 

I saw his eyes upon me with daggers into my soul

And the weight of his stare crushed my immortal bones.

I am a champion by no means.

My strength is tested when I feel my weakness, my kryptonite;

My poison that hits me like an injection of drugs 

Directly into my bloodstream.

I feared it was not a dream but then, that's all it was.

I woke up out of breathe...running from something that wasn't there

Something that didn't happen, Yet the eyes I still felt on my skin.

I hear him in my head sometimes...

Telling me things...

Some I long to hear and others that just feed my anger.

I have all but let go of most and am dragged back by my own mind.

The sun's gaze did not heal me nor did the warmth of a blanket.

I sat, shaken on my bed

My legs bent to one side, my arms enveloping the blanket

As if it were my safety net.

And then....

I felt the wind pass through me like I did not exist

But the after chill proved that I did. 

I saw his eyes upon me with daggers into my soul

And the weight of his stare crushed my immortal bones.

I am a champion by no means.

And by that, I seize the strength to overcome.

~~grb 2012~~