Walking down the path of blood and darkness.
All my fears and coldness coming back to me in one big blast.
Seeing everyone I have loved or love at this moment torn to nothing in front of my eyes.
All my hopes and dreams.
My love, my pride.
Are all being thrown in the deepest part of the Abyss.
Voices saying, “You are alone unprotected and your true fear will grip you for a life time of pain.”
For now I ran, still blood, still darkness.
But the blood is so visible and so real.
I can smell it, taste it and I fear it.
Why must I fear it, why is this so to me.
What have I done to deserve this torment?
There is no hope for me now.
No love.
Only fear.
No life.
Only blood.
No light.
Only darkness.

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I see what is left of love.
I see what I can salvage of her memory.
I greave for her lost, to me she was all I wished.
I cry atop her body wishing I can see her smile again.
But it cannot be for she is lost to me.

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Light now but so distant.
Voices of love show me the way home.
I ran to the light.
Run to those still with me.
Blood slowly fading.
Darkness turning into light.
A figure of pure beauty is in the light waiting for me.
I don’t know who it is.
Is it my hope, my love, my life?
I never reach the light for I awake.