The Final Battle

Not all villains are obvious. Sometimes they are inside us, lying in wait. Sometimes they hide right behind the eyes of the ones we love most.

To say I was innocent would not have been a lie, but to say I was blameless would be. By choice I trusted, by choice I let myself believe. By choice I am here, perhaps I was always meant to be. The villain did not lurk inside my soul, but I am the one who let her in.

She was supposed to love me, she was supposed to protect me. She did not. Now we stand, enemies when once we were sisters, enemies, my truth and duty against her hate. There will be no winner here this day, just an end to this endless war.

Line in the sand, the battle is at hand. I am prepared, with charms and shield to face my foe. When night falls, if I am still alive, the war will be done. Around my neck is an amulet of who I am today so I will remember as I face my past and the villain I have created.

I am a coward and so afraid, yet I faced the dragons that she unleashed on me. I trembled inside, wanted to weep and run, but held my ground. Truth is not a shield or a sword, but it is right and though I may not have won, my soul remains bright, remains mine. The battle is done, this coward stood her ground, spoke the truth and did not run. The final battle has been fought, I am done, but not broken, I stood and the dragons without anger, malice or hate. I faced them with truth and love and someday perhaps I will face her with forgiveness and not just pity.

The battle is done, the war is won, I am done and can set aside my shields to finally embrace peace.

The end