I have failed
The gate of my shame is open before me
The doom of the world pouring forth from its darkness
But while I may have failed myself
And the hope of my people
I refuse to let this world suffer for it
I pull forth the sword of my greatest sorrow from within
And slash at the unleashed blackness
The doom of this world shrieks at the touch of my blade
Not able to bare the painful light
Step by bloody step I push the blackness back through the gate
Sensing its eventual loss the doom of this world turns its attention fully onto me
Rending me limb from limb... tearing the wings of creation from my body
Making no effort to defend myself I stoically push forward
Until the gate just recently opened is once again closed
My sword clatters to the ground while I collapse into a bloody heap
Death quickly creeping into my once Undying flesh
But as the once eternal light of creation fades from me
As I answer the sweet sirens call of oblivion
Fate interposes its ever enigmatic hand
In the unlikely tongue of a small canine spirit
Licking the blood from my shattered face
Offering something I thought was forever lost to me
The tiny ever flickering light of Hope
