I was a runt
I was no Hero
I never shall be
The son my father always wanted
I was just a worthless hiccup
A mistake
An embarrassment
A failure
The love of my life
Glare's at me all the day long
My own cousin
Beat's me just for fun
My father, the chief
Thinks of me as a disgrace to the family name
Then I hit a dragon,
A Night Fury of all
When I went to find it,
I found I couldn't kill it
So, I set it free
It roared in my face
And flew threw the tree's
Day's went by,
I had found the Fury
And found it could be trained
I named him Toothless, out of all the names
I won in Dragon Training
And planed to run away
But, the love of my life
Stopped me from escape
So, I faced the Nightmare,
In the Dragon Ring
I threw my helmet far away
I was so close,
The Nightmare was almost trained
But, my father banged his hammer
Against the bars of the ring
The Nightmare snapped at me,
Causing me to scream
Astrid came in
To try and save me
In the end, I was trapped in the claws
Of the Nightmare Dragon
It was the end
I was gonna die
Is this really
The end of my life?
Then there was a high pitched screech
Toothless
He shot into the arena
And fought the Nightmare away
The Vikings spilled in
Weapons set to pain
I tried to protect him,
To keep him safe
But, I was pulled away
And watched as my best friend
Was killed by the hands of the Vikings King
I screamed, I begged, I prayed to the Gods
To bring his life back
But, it was to late
My dragon, my friend, was dead
I escaped the hands of the Berk Vikings
And ran into the woods
Tears ran down my face,
Tears that never should
I reached the Cove
And fell to my knee's
There I sobbed,
I sobbed till my throat went red
I brought out my dagger
Time for the end
This way I'll be with my dragon
I'll be with my friend
Will anyone bother?
Will anyone care?
No
For, if they did I would not be here
I pressed the knife,
Against my chest
I'll be with Toothless,
I'll be with my mum
The end is here
The song has been sung
I pressed the dagger into my heart
Blood spilled accrose the soft green grass,
Blood that tells the story of a small Vikings Lad
For now Hiccup Haddock
Was gone
But, if he had held on for just a moment longer
He would have heard the calls of his name
The gasp of his love
And the tears on his lifeless face
Ya, I know I never really do things like that...
Uh, so what do you think of my second poem!? (My first is 'The Poem to Jack Frost')
So, please tell me what you think!
NightFury999 is out!