Last Man

Can you be him?
Breathing and Bleeding.
Standing tall in empty victory.
Can you see him?
Crying and Screaming.
Wishing for fears and dreams to fade.


Blood drenched mind set
Carried away on sadistic brain waves
Cascading are the faded screams
On the contours of the brain
Of the last man standing

Empty eyes are cold
Standing alone in self mutilation
Hold all this beautiful tragedy close
For this is the only comfort
From suffocating in emotional torment

The wind wraps around.
Ripping his soul to and for
Victory on a gods battle field
In vein of emptiness
Found when he looks upon you