Lost Warrior

A haunted warrior stands alone,
Scarred of flesh and thin as bone,
Spirit weakened by unseen foe,
And horrors others will never know.

Battling herself in every fight,
Trying to distinguish wrong from right,
Turning corners and finding no path,
Defying her demons; arousing their wrath.

In mists of confusion she loses her way,
Where she stands she cannot stay,
A maze before her, no map to guide,
A wall of mirrors, no place to hide.