I lie here,
dying,
In more pain,
than I ever knew.
I would change my form,
but I cannot,
No strength,
anymore.
I see here face,
hovering over me,
my head in her hands,
dripping tears onto me.
When I die,
I fear for her,
more than,
I fear for myself.
What will she do,
when I am gone,
her psyche shattered,
into the wind.
Will she kill,
will she be killed,
I cannot do anything,
to stop it.
I know she is unstable,
even now,
and I fear for her,
and the world the enemy has unleashed her upon.
I feel my strength,
draining away,
I have no time to worry,
It will all be over soon.
"Don't" I mutter my last words,
my head falls to the ground,
I feel no pain,
because I am gone.