Saving Grace

What guides a marine to victory, a woman who led him to war.

On the edge of my old life, I found and met my match
Frustrated, tired, but still so strong, I saw
a scientist, a lone wolf, whose spirit is impossible to catch
and through her actions, in her eyes, I know she would give her all

 

First words, so full of distrust, bitterness, and immeasurable anger
I saw myself as her enemy, a challenge for her to overcome
Though we had met briefly in the past I was no more than a stranger
someone to provoke, to question, in her few rare moments or boredom

 

It changed from awkward to distrusting, in the blink of an eye
as tensions rose, allegiances were formed, and I saw fear
as she guessed my actions, knew my secret, saying it would be my demise
but in spite of her cold shoulder, it crept in her voice, I could hear

 

Once fearless, independent, unstoppable and strong
they took her world and crushed it, turning her cold as stone
She turned from her people, her race, who thought it was wrong
but even this world rejected her, leaving her and her broken heart alone

 

I learned this through others, not from her own words
that was all I needed to hear, what happened
and when I asked, I had no idea how much it hurts
when she relived those days, her dreams, like the forest, flattened

 

She didn’t want my pity, didn’t need my thoughts
she said there was nothing more to do, that it was my turn
because regardless of what happened, it would be her fault
it was up to me as to whether this world would live or burn

 

The time came, my decision, my choice
and I tried not to hurt them, tried not to let her down
but when it was my turn to speak I found I had no voice
I forced her to go ahead of me, fire raining upon the ground

 

We escaped one prison only to be thrown into another
choosing one side that wasn’t our own, a war in the making
a futuristic prison we depended on, she a doctor, and me, a soldier
the one we needed to survive on this world from the beginning

 

It was fast, it was tense, the escape from Hell’s Gate
we survived if only barely, enough to find our way
only when I felt the blood, was I betrayed by fate
in my arms, her life drained from her, I didn’t know what to say

 

There was a chance, no matter how small to keep her with me
it was unrealistic, unbelievable, but I needed to give it a try
it was my life he should have taken, that was how it was meant to be
I couldn’t admit it to anyone, I couldn’t let her die

 

Through weakness , through pain, she reached for my hand
After those agonizing three months, it was finally hers to hold
though she said she didn’t fear death, she knew I’d understand
and when she breathed her last breath, my blood ran cold

 

She gave her heart, her life for a world that didn’t want her
and I had grown to respect her in our time together, no matter how brief
the war began, the man who took her, meeting his slaughter
I led this world and its people to victory, driven by my grief

Author's Note

If you're familiar, you'll know what inspired this :) If not, it's a good read anyway. Thanks for reading. Feedback is appreciated.

Reviews

[Chip]

Its so flowing and smooth. Go Avatar!! XD

I thoroughly enjoyed reading it and can't criticise it.

[just is]

Such an emotional read that tugs on the heart.