"Help me" I would cry.
But that would be a lie.
My monster is watching, and he is laughing
For he knows that's I'm the only one left standing
I won't beg for mercy, but he tighten his grasp
It's soon enough to forced me to gasp
Every part of me wants to fight back
But soon my visons fade to black
With every swing I take,I'm wasting away
And my body starting to decay
With one final push, I open my eyes
Only to greets by a white light
Within that light, I see my own reflection
And my whole life of being a rejection.
The darkness is sliding back over me
So I try, I tried to set myself free
I know I am already broken
My eyes are so damn swollen
And I remember my journey, it's was long and torturous
But if I gave up, it would be blasphemous.
For those who have put their trust in me
I will not let their faith left to be
And so I stand up, as I held up my blade
The monster simply gave me a gaze
"Why do you give going?" It asked
"We both know you will soon to be ashes"
And so I smile with a bit of thrill
"Cause if I don't
who will?"
And so I gave him my all
And I will be, the last to fall
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