The Animal

I don't need this anger. I don't need this constant fear.
I don't need the subjugation of another year.
So I walk alone.

I cannot be burned out, and I can't just fade away,
but I can't take the stinging of another day.
So I walk alone.

I must reject the memories and sever all the ties.
I must live in denial and ignore all the cries,
and I walk alone.

As hands reach out to save me, I must smack them aside.
I must deny the frightened stares of all the heroes who have died,
and I walk alone.

If I am to save the righteous and live for what is true,
I must begin the battle out of reach from you.
I walk alone.