The Prophecy

It is prophesied that in times of our lives, events are to define us
as beings, as spirits.

Touches by death make us awake,
In uncertain times mixes of guilt flood hearts yet death stands constant,
a never changing force,

Drowning our souls in anticipation.
When Love will cure us yet joy the same,
in the fields of red,

Those who die kill the empty,
and the damned will run free
Innocence drowns with Grief.
theEagleMan theEagleMan
18-21, M
Jan 16, 2013