Citadel 

I’m in the army of life in the war of life. I’m a single pagan warrior on my path of righteousness battling infidels of loneliness with my gothic talents. My pagan way is my only path, often dark due to having no one to journey with.                               

So many came along promising me a life beyond the stars. All they gave me was shades of dust. I say I’ll find someone else.

I do, many tattooed ladies who rock my world. Do I theirs? Stopping darkness when the night envelops me. Who I ask? There’s no justice just my solo path past years of despair.