Holding my hand you walked a few steps,

Never allowing me to realize,
You had crossed hell for me
Without my presence.

I held you closer to assure you,
That I'm there, that I'm your savior.

You just looked up at me with an assuring smile,
Like, "Yeah, you are the One."
But a piece of me knew.

It's not me.
It's You.

Who had fought all battles,
Alone, gallantly, inner and outworldly.
You fed my ego with a tag of Savior,
When it was you. The Warrior!