The End
(A sad poem)
by Cirrus Kain

At the end of the line
To weak to hide
The tears that flood
From my eyes
Cry so much
The color washes away
And leaves my world
In shades of gray
Cry so much
I start to weep
Tears of blood
I bleed and bleed
Crumpled on the cold
Stone ground
The will for courage
Dripping down
Painting the grayness
A deep blackish-red
My last contribution
For then I fall down dead