Disclaimer; I do not own the copywrite to the characters this is based off of, that right is reserved for the creator of Berserk.
This is a poem written by the mind of Griffiths after the series has ended.
Dreams
Nothing without no one,
Something without someone.
A dream makes me live.
People live to feed their dreams.
Was it this dream that got me here?
Floating, am I even alive anymore?
Life...death...it all drifts away.
Bodies, piled high to make my road,
I just wanted to visit the castle.
Was this the only way?
The wars raged,
Fire destroyed towns and villages.
Yet I won,
I knew I could,
For I had a big dream.
People believed in me for this dream.
I became weak,
I relied too much on one man.
And he grew beyond me.
I threw my life away,
He didn't understand.
He was mine, life and death.
My dreams died with him.
He had his own,
How did I get here?
The one person I relied on,
The one who betrayed me.
Now I sink away,
Locked away.
My life is of nothing.
My dream was reality,
For an instant,
I could soar.
Then cut down again by his mighty sword
Dreams,
Become my sacrifice.
Fine, this is how it will be.
For all eternity,
Death, I make you what you made me.
And I'll sleep forever,
in this unhappy, dream.
You're the only one who could make me forget,
What could have been,
Is now,
A Dream.
Series, Berserkin the mindset ofGriffith