In the End



Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Lord of the Rings. All I own is a bottle of ketchup, and that is about it.


Warnings: Kind of violent imagery.


Pov: Aragorn in the battle at Helms deep



Don't say I didn't try to save you

I yelled out a warning before it hit

Your body jerked as the arrow pierced you stomach

Turning around you sword hit another, but too late

A knife came slamming into your back

You shuddered as I caught you in my arms

Not again, I've already lost so much

Blonde hair now streaked with blood and grime

Your immortal grey eyes flew back once more

But then you were gone, in the heart of a battle

A solider, a guard, a friend now dead

No time for tears, no time for goodbye

Laments remain unsung, as you are far from home

Be at rest my dearest friend

We will meet once again

This I swear

In the end.





A little angsty poem, inspired by my first muse Halidar. I was so depressed when I wrote this, and all I could think about was the battle at Helm's Deep when Halidar is killed. Aragorn just looks so distraught. Anyway, I hope you liked this poem, and remember...feedback is always good. So please review!!!