joing to the fight

When someone dies what do we say

How should we feel

What is the meaning of pain?

And why do we feel like someone's ripping your heart out?

And when you look you find nothing wrong with your chest

You're perfectly intact

But Feeling like a thousand swords going through your heart

Damn that kind of pain

I can stand In front of all the armies of the world Without scream

I can take any pain But this pain

Makes me feel like I've died a thousand times

How weak I am that I couldn't save anyone

I couldn't do anything , I'm like a fool watching the death of his friend's one by one

Damn it.

The Giant lifted his leg

And I saw a lot of blood, but I didn't see the body or the daggers

I think the power of pressure was too big

It made Khaled and the ground became one

And when I couldn't bear to look more, I tried to gather any power in my body To fight this fucking giant