This is my First FanFiction poem, and one of my first poetic works. I hope you enjoy and feel free to leave a review telling me you love, hate, or have suggestions about my first work.
Rating:T
The Chosen
Born by darkness
Raised by light
Corrupted by hate
Defeated by despair
Raised by the death of one
Supported by the hatred
All was lost
Fueled by rage
Bring yourself to your knees
As you prepare for your demise
As you fall into death
Don't await his fallen redemption
His hand shall overtake you
Prepare for your end
You disciples of goodness
Face yourself in the hell
Of his unyielding wrath
His eyes not seen
His soul unknown
His body untouched
Yet scarred by the wrath
His mind poisoned by the lost love
The torture of his fall
Never healed, never forgotten
The wars that rage in his heart
Conquer those of the mortal world
By his hand shall we fall
By his mind shall our wills shatter
Better to die
Than to be faced
By this shepherd of hell
This gatherer of souls
This warrior of shadow
The King of destruction
The lost brother
The forgotten son
The Chosen
