I drag my chains,

A silent weight behind me.

Wrapped around my wrists,

Coiled around my heart.

I stumble, one, twice.

I fall, the cold earth rushing up to meet me.

We collide in a silent dance,

Older than time,

I know the moves be heart.

Crimson flowing freely from me,

An offering to the earth.

The gauntlets slide,

Running over countless scars.

I scream, over and over,

Silence answers, pounding in my head.

My head will burst with its noise.

I grab at my temples,

The pain answering with fiery throbbing

Shrieking with it's quiet, the silence wins.

I get up, walking evermore,

The chains answer with a laugh,

A laugh of heartless triumph.

I walk towards the sun, though I can't see it.

I can feel its rays on my face.

I can't remember when the dawn shone,

Shone past the darkness of despair.

My chains slowly following,

Picking up more of its own

Heavier. longer but I can't.

I can't break it.

Such is my curse, such is my gift.

The curse of life, the gift of death.