The Path I Choose

by Luna October Wolf

A quick poem about what Train is thinking when he has an opportunity to kill Creed.

The Path I Choose

Your face on my closed eyelids

Is what I always see

Smiling gleeful and happy, back at me

Your smile it was so bright,

Pleasant and warm

That even through the darkest night

You never looked forlorn

My eyes now open, staring straight ahead

At a life without you, Saya, without my first true friend

But still I walk through this tainted night

The moon at my back, and Hades at my side

This Creed that lays before me, this ever-present vow

Of revenge and repentance, my gun against his brow

Shakily the trigger waits, trembling in my hand

As I stand upon the crossroads trying to decide

His eyes they mock me joyfully, calling to where Black Cat still resides

Again my hand it twitches, waiting for my soul to set

Am I still the killer? Or the Sweeper, Train Heartnet?

Thank you for reading and please comment ;)

-Myself