I am going to write a whole group of poems called 'Cross Fire'. These poems are baised on the last veiwing of Buffy, the frist one is Willow, just as Tara dies. I know that this is most likely has been done more times then one. But I must allow myself to express myself this way. I do not own one person from this wonderful show that is Buffy:The vampire slayer. Thank you..
L.R.


Cross Fire
By Lilly Rose

~Willow~

Red spots before her eyes,
Lips parted.
One last breathe before the darkness.

Death's gates open,
Hate gone that love has replaced,
Her life fades before me.

My heart has turned,
Ice so cold that no one knows,
Black as night before daylight.

Life in her eyes truing cold,
It was cross fire I was told,
My love was sold for hate not
even her own.


I feel it growing,
I feel it burning,
This uncontrollable
rage masking the good.

There was nothing that saved her,
No one can save him,
I'll burn her name in his chest,
so that he'll never forget.

Good bye light,
Hello dark soul,
My hate will be as
my power unstoppable.