Kingdom Hearts doesn't belong to me.
Darkness Wins
Wide-eyed and gasping, blood is dripping down from a wound.
A black hand is buried up to the elbow,
a fatal wound, for the keyblade master, for anyone.
His blood is dripping from the corners of his mouth to his chin,
his blue eyes are ever-so-widened in pain.
Oblivion drops from a limp hand.
Darkness pools around his feet, he's lost,
it grips at his delicate ankles and slowly pulls its way up.
Sora's heart is pulled with a sickening pop! from his chest,
his heart is eaten by the darkness that surrounds him.
The crystal shards are shattered,
and broken blue eyes grow cold.
Somewhere in the land of darkness,
a man laughs, coldly and cruelly, he knows he has won.
A bright soul is brought to darkness in grief,
in the realization at what he has just done,
he's helped darkness to win,
there will be no more light.