He will never let his feelings show,
a barrier does shield his heart.
Nature deals a cruel blow,
and will break that which does not bend.
He will always fight on,
but deep inside he has lost all.
No hopes or dreams enter,
the profound corners of his mind.
Death is always lurking,
as does pray on those most weak.
As he struggles day by day,
his only will is to survive.
I wrote this intentionally leaving it unclear. I'm not going to say what I wrote it about, I want to know what thoughts cross your mind when you read this.