My man was gathering everything he had to enter the ward.
Clenching his teeth,pinching himself,trying to protect his heart from the sword.

My man was biting his lower lip as the face turned red.
his eyes spoke the volume of how much pain his heart felt.

My man punched the wall and I shooked in fear.
I stood silently and watched every sadness,every curse till he ran out of his tears.

My man laid there naked with all his pain in the view.
No more...