The lonlyness in pain

To bear an unknown enemy is like fighting a ghost...if you can see where and what is it your afraid of what it may do...rest and wait are the worst, only weapons you have...the other option is to grag a knife and attack the thin air as a raving lunatic and scream...
unfortunatly that's what i've been doing....

Pain..Hope...Fight

They say that a man who isn't afraid of death is a man without hope. I say a man who is afraid of death is a man with a purpose in is life. Small fisicaly yet huge mentally this pain keeps reminding me that I'm human, and I keep reminding it that i will fight and that i still have a lot to do...my elders gathered in the evening fights so that i know that I'm not alone. In the morning the battle restarts....but I know the enemy is weakening...so I'll keep fighting because I have a purpose...