hey! i found this 'poem' i wrote some years ago.i guess spring cleaning has some good too!.the prose .anit good..infact i think its like shit. but ya wad the hell. enjoy
The last Battle
A battle that ended up in tears Lying on his deathbed He gasps for life A thread holding him up against the rushing waters His silent screams, His pathetic cries Tears infused with crimson blood streams out of his heart
Tired but Relentless Fight he will To the very end at least Shadows looms his Light Pain smearing his frail soul
It's time to sleep for eternity Eyes closed The thread snapped Lower and deeper he sinks Disappointed yet relived from the sufferings Finally He Shall Rest
-T.Min
i cant rem why i wrote this.. but come to think of it now..it reminded me of this fren.. and so i dedicate this to him.
God bless you my dear friend! XL i miss you so much.
