Poetry

THE LIFE I LIVE…..

By: DragonDuet

Crying, crying for those that are gone

Screaming, screaming for I know what is wrong.

I dread this life I lead, It has no purpose with me,

Take me Death, my companion, Take me so I can see.

My sword is soaked with the blood of war,

I am cursed to look upon it, forevermore.

My armor is covered with dust & ash,

The pain, anger, fire and fear have filled my past!

Will I cry when I die? Will I scream at the pain?

Will I weep for my army? What do we have to gain?

When will it end? When it does, will I be free?

Is there actually another life for me?

What will I do? Where will I go?

All of these questions, I do not know.

All I have learned is fire and hate,

In this world I helped to create.

I cannot run, They all know my name,

I am the one they will all blame.

Fiend, Satan, Killer, Death,

Are names I'm known by best.

But, they should all know my dreaded name by now,

I am the one they all call…

Dilandau.