Is It Over?

The dragon I fought so many times, now defeated. My world seems to crumble. But when the fighting returns with my sense of purpose; I still grumble.

The war is over. It's time to start my own life, but it feels like it's ending. Who am I without the armor?...

I don't know what to be anymore.

No one needs a warrior any longer. No one needs the fighter I became to be stronger. And perhaps neither do I.