~Not our fault~

Don't feel shame,

For your hand stained red,

Mine is the same,

For blood was shed.

Though time has past,

Hands wont clean,

The red shall last,

Always be seen.

We did not choose,

To fight this war,

Didn't know we'd loose,

Innocence we bore.

We feel pain,

For those who died,

To say we're sane,

Would mean we'd lied.

You say solitude is best,

I can see past the lie,

I'll pass the test,

Or while trying die.
Everything lost,

I'm all that's here,

It was a high cost,

But I swear to stay near.

~

AN- From anyone's POV. Its actually kind of angsty I think, but then again though I can't write angsty fic's I can write angsty poems I think. Hope you liked. -Akuma