Death Is The Truth

A poem i wrote Enjoy!

Blood stains the side walk, Its the bloody red truth I draw my sword and face the enemy and pull back slowly ready and equip.

Drawing in the cold dense air I imagen a world where i didnt have to fight. I dont have to worry about risking my life.

A single tear escapes my eye slowly creeping down my cheek I blink the rest of tears back and I smile slightly at my dear old friend.

My smile fades as my enemy speaks, "I saved you from them," I had finally lost control I grip my sword hard in my hand. Blood is coming from my arm from a previous wound.

My hair and eyes flash black as I charge.

A stupid move...Darkness is the Truth The darkness is only an illusion....

Death is the truth.