The warrior’s eyes are wide and wild,

As into danger’s face she stares.

You could not guess her heart was pounding.

You could not see that she was scared.

She took her stance, tall and strong.

Darkness was unprepared,

By the courage she possessed,

The beautiful heart she proudly bared.

I let me slip

And now they tread

So light and far away

So scared I’ll trip

And lose my head

No trust that I am sane

I didn’t flip

My mind’s not dead

Please give me trust again