Sup3rnality

(8.19pm, 23rd December 2003)

Sword,
Lay still by my side.
I have laid down myself, friend.
My fight is over.
What more can come from this but destruction?
My mind has become our mangled battlefield.
Torn and broken.
It reeks of despair.
What use is justice if it eats the hearts of your soldiers?
I am wounded.
My pierced heart bleeds my pain.
So I lie here…
Sword laid down by my side.
This shall end---with this dying breath…
Goodbye.