Broken Rider
A heart that holds not but rage
Repressing every other emotion
Replacing it with anger
Constantly abused and beaten.
No one cares.
Murderer
Traitor
Spawn
No one understands.
The self-hatred is too much
He falls to his knees.
The red sword slips from his grasp.
Shaking again
A red wing envelops him.
His only companion,
One who hates as much as he does
Locked together in anger
They sit and await their horrid fate
Shaking violently in rage and sorrow.