Adventure [from old myspace blog]

[gabriel_brave]

So much blood comes from these cuts
pouring away like sands through an hourglass.

Who are we
the children of the faithful?
left alone to find our own directions?
left alone without the will to search?

Here i stand, alone
in a land where everyone i see rests their gaze upon me like something so vile has crossed their path.
So much hatred
So much resentment
and the feeling is returned.

You run away from all those who need you
from all those whose faces turned away from your tears
only to fight a war that was never yours
a war that has cost you so much already.
and you remain, because this battle hasn't ended.
and you fight, because no one else will fight.

Would you give your life so freely,
only to ease the suffering of another?

...Its in the destiny

of the obsidian princess
of the titan warrior
of the sundarkened priest
...of the broken hearted one.

These tears are so restless
would they be so wasted upon this body
would others be shed over the loss of one already lost

They call him a savior
They call him a hero
They call him a loved one
They call him the only
They all tell him lies.

Staring into the barrel of a steel encased scythe
so cold...
not the body, the bloods pumping, pouring too fast to let the body cool
but the mind.... All the fear, sadness, anger, pushed to the back
left so cold, because this is what is meant to be

And why would he be afraid
if this is what he's meant to do
even if it doesn't close tonight
the end has been written
but the story keeps going

and besides, Peter Pan said it best

"To die, would be an awfully big adventure."

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