Life undeserving, her thoughts so unnerving.
The battle went on, and everything was gone.
Through the war she would attain, marks that shall remain.
I pick her up, take her hand. Hold her close so that she may stand.
Kiss her softly, tell her it'll be alright.
She thinks she might, but I convince her to fight.
On that night, she will shine bright.
Erase the blight, move beyond.
You will not drown, for this is but a pond.
Saved from a haze, forever and always.
I will protect you, for the rest of our days.