Ink & Shadows: The Words of Osiris j Reapor

I do not fear the coming dark,
Nor silence at the end.
I’ve walked beside death long enough
To almost call it friend.

I do not fear forgotten names,
Or weathered stone and rain.
I’d rather vanish with the wind
Than live through someone’s pain.

For I have broken hearts before,
And left some dreams undone.
There are apologies I owe
That time has never won.

Some bridges burned beneath my feet,
Some words became a knife.
Some wounds still bear the shape of me,
Long after I’d changed my life.

And when I reached with open hands
To mend what I have torn,
Not every soul could welcome back
The man that grief had formed.

So when I finally rest my head,
When I have finished every fight,
When there’s no more raging
Against that dying light,

Don’t weigh me by my victories,
Or battles that I’ve won.
Remember only that I tried
To heal what I’d undone.

For every hand I’ve helped to hold,
For every tear I’ve dried,
I prayed they’d weigh a little more
Than all the times they cried.

If all that’s left when I am gone
Is love where hurt once grew,
Then maybe I became enough,
Though far less than I knew.

But if my name still carries wrongs,
That I could not make right,
I’d rather fade with setting stars
Than haunt another’s night.