I walked with the sun..
striding..
Blood on my hands..
drenched through my clothes...
leaving a trace of scarlet across the road.
Faint crashing in my mind...
And rapid breathing in and out
Blood on my hands...
I eliminated a man who destroyed me.
The war continues
while I’m wearing out..
Standing ground, drowning within myself.
The light can’t save me now and while I lay my armour down
Transverse beneath...
I breathe out... and in..
... my last day
I walked with the sun..
striding.