I'm there
Receiving the fatal blow.
I see it all happen.
I touch the sticky blood on the ground.
I can't reach my ankle.
I do not let go
Of my sword.
I am Achilles, after all.
I can't feel the sand
Scorching my feet anymore
And the cold is like home.
This is where my life
Has always been headed,
This has been my aim
And I have achieved it
And that makes it
Almost a victory.
As sweet as victory.
I am Achilles.
I know who Achilles is.
I cannot lose anything now.
I know All of Achilles.
And I am.
Content.