Blinded
I searched for your eyes
One last time
Behind your red visor
All I got was a glare
The glare from the light
It shone too bright
It blinded me
It made me fear
The fire is coming
Faster and faster
I want it to stop
It can't
This is the only way
Why?
I cannot say
It hurts too much
I just need your touch
One last time
I just sighed
The flames keep coming
My time is threw
The blinding light comes once more
Just like when we said,
"I love you."
This will be my last poem for a while. It's the opposite of the aftermath. I don't own the x-men. I hope that I get at least two reviews on this I don't expect much though. Hope you enjoyed it and that you review.