By: Gray Angel

Looking up at the sky in a daze…

I know I am beaten.

Blood flows from my wounds.

I let myself become…weak


Consciousness is on the edge.

Because I am beaten.

All of my energy is gone

For I am beaten.

Cuts and scars are on my body to prove

That I am beaten.

I am beaten.

I am beaten half to death.

Half alive…

So I slowly shut my eyes and accept my faith.

For I am…