A peek into my mind

The ghosts continue to torture me.
They're only seen when they want to be.

The corpses fill my dreams vividly now.
My bodys dying, but I still can't bow.

I must always be strong for us all.
Unless, as a collective, we fall.

The 3 legged star has many points.
The weakness is only in the joints.

Yin and yang as peace and war.
All balances from afar.

I've always been your strength when you were weak.
But the time's come, I'm sorry to be meek.

I feel as though I'm standing at the port.
Reminiscing, coming up too short.

It's been a long journey through time with you.
You should know that I had always been true.

At this rate, this life is gonna end soon.
Maybe even with a trife, before noon.