Is it weak to admit pain

I had to find my battle, I was there
That sword lay across my thigh

My men followed me for liege and daily sustenance
Carnage fought through adrenalin

I bled just like those I led
I resisted agreeing to false accusations

Pain is vengeance and I rode it out of me
Prejudice; still I am blamed…

I had to dispel what was cast upon me
Adjust my conflict, I hurt

My mind had become weak
And water from my legs wept

My organs wanted to stop and sleep
I have ached ferociously, hardly could I move

I had to find my battle, I was there
I researched a strategy, reclaimed my name

Even though damage shows I am still the same
Because unbiased I believe I return again,

I am still the same, Karma can repeat …