Was it worth it
To become that drunkard’s punching bag
To protect my sisters?
Was it worth it
To let this lead to
My demise?
Was it worth it
To make a pact
With that damn devil?
Maybe,
But were these sacrifices
Really worth it?
Was it really worth
Limiting the freedom of
my dear Sachiko?
Was it really worth
Not being able to save
The life of my dear Sachiko’s first love?
Was it really worth
The death of
my dear Fuu’s best friend?
Was it really worth
The betrayal
Of my dear Fuu’s trust?
Was it really worth
The scar on her throat
From the time I’ve almost killed her?
Was it really worth
The self-loathing
I feel everyday?
Was it really worth
The lives of those I loved
To be destroyed?
Was it really worth
Living everyday knowing that
I could of saved them?
Was it really fucking worth
The temptation to
Just end it all?
No.
None were
worth the sacrifices.
But was it all worth
The abuse and oppression I had to go through
For those I care about the most?
Yes.
I will do anything
For the safety of those I love in a heartbeat.
They are the reason
Why I am
Still fighting
They are the reason
Why I am
Still clinging onto hope.
They are the reason
Why I am
Still here.
Durate, et vosmet rebus servate secundis.
