Of All Mistakes Made Without Meaning

by red dragon9989

The last of the wars of man and magic have come to an end, the sole survivor the American Dragon wanders the earth and speaks to us. His sorrow at the terrible price he paid, the mistake he made in trying to put an end to it all.

1. Verse1

The wind brings dust and shallow songs, from such a time, that's so long gone

The song I sing will never end, I doomed myself this misery.

This life's a curse, at every turn. The words I speak twist time and space.

The ones I love the one's I hate… exist forever, in my haste.

Shattered glass and crumbled stone, graves for men that thought the same.

Shattered glass and crumbled stone, tombs for those I tried to save.

With hours to seconds, days to years…

Authors Note: I've decided to try something new, with the small amount of time I have to write due to classes I've made an experiment on my writing. This 'poem' will be spread into multiple "Chapters" or verses the last line of each segment will start off the next segment. I want to see how far I can get before the same issues begin to come up.