These Tattoos Of Mine

Black and White, with shades of Grey
Encircling my arms, permanent they lay
Retelling a Story or Depicting My Life
Hours upon Hours under the gun
Grim Reaper to my left
Valkyrie to my right, Hell or Valhalla
Scouring the Battlefield,
For My Soul They Fight
Tree of Life and Death, my shoulder holds
In Remembrance of, Love and Loss
These Wars, Them Battles, my brothers fought
Battle for Light and Dark, A struggle still
Being ripped apart, from Above and Below
Angels and Demons, Me in the middle it shows
Perceiving My Life, My Walk, My Confliction
A Demanding Presence, to the left She holds
Outlined, and Unfinished, Till I find Her
A woman, my Heart beats for, but have never met
The One who'll bring, Love and Peace
Back to Me, amidst This Time of War
That constantly rages, in My Soul
This Samurai, This Japanese Demon
At Battle, under My Love, Showing
A Life At War, I've Only Known
At First Glance, I'm Hard To Handle
But a few questions, I'll Answer
And You'll See
That These Tattoos of Mine
Tell A Story, Through Art, Unique To Me
By Expressing My Life, My Feelings, My Struggle.