The waters were rising, each shallow breath hurt

A pain of her making, no way to divert

Her mind like a tapestry coming undone

When the enemy came, she’d nowhere to run

The tidal wave washed out the girl from before

Leaving a broken one, haunted by war

A thousand calls went out, ‘please help me,’ she cried

So they gave her some medals and claimed they had tried

But the wildfires were coming, they wanted her blood

Too bad she was drowning in her own mind’s flash flood

Her memories shackled her under the waves

While water and flames carved out future graves

Once sharp as a needle, now terribly dull

Her brain, once quite witty, now only half-full

The visions of past lives bombarded her peace

She held on too long, never could quite release

She was sinking in quicksand when he came to save her

A detective of good faith, sentry’s connoisseur

He showed her the path she’d never have found

A way to escape all the evil abound

She started to see grace when he lit up the way

His beacon of light shone day after day

She borrowed his life vest til she’d made up her own

He made sure she knew she was never alone

She couldn’t have made it without his great love

Sin City’s own angel sent straight from above

A window to freedom, a mind without strife

His guidance allowed her to take back her life

You never quite know when you’re all that exists

Between Death’s sharp scalpel and somebody’s wrists

She’ll thank him forever he chose to intrude

To bless and imbue her with his own fortitude

A life he has saved, a mind he has freed

Once failing and broken, now poised to succeed

She’s indebted forever, no thanks would suffice

Because of his guidance, she’ll now get to rise