The Game of Death
You smashed against the pavement,
No passion in your blood,
As it formed a crimson puddle
In London's main street mud.
.
The tears shined like starlight,
The screams rang in the street.
On that cloudy day,
One million sorrows deep.
.
The Pink Lady dances
And the hound howls at the moon,
While I'm the person weeping,
In the street that afternoon.
.
I can't hear the choirs singing,
Or the sun shine on my face
As life takes me down
This dark and twisted place.
.
Death is our separation,
And life was your game.
You're personal game of codes,
Because the killing stays the same.
Hey guys! Been a while, huh. Jeez, what was it (...October?) last time I updated a fanfiction. God, sorry! I'm horrible! *hangs head in shame* I keep meaning to update...
Anyway, this is my first Sherlock fanfiction and first poem on FFN so hopefully it's okay? But, if you like the anime Fullmetal Alchemist you are welcome to check out any of my other fanfictions, in fact, I'd really appreciate it if you did!
Thanks so much for reading! Toss a review my way, if you have time! Thank you!