The Truth

In your demise I see no truth

A man of hate destroyed my hopes

My lasting dreams and living soul

All for that which I should know

Though not here you taunt me still

I wish I knew why you would kill

Am I so blind or perhaps not grown

I learn from this like walls of stone.

Maybe because I am like you not dead

but alone in a dream I knew

And it may come when I have gone

And hear once more the final song

Until such day I wait alone I have no reason

Why I was right and you were wrong

I feel controlled as if a slave to that which

Is my truth I crave

I wait this time alone in dark my sword raised high

We’re far apart the spotlight dimes from me to my blade

My world is saved but my sword is praised?