Poems Of Eternity: Words Past Mayhem

Words of past mayhem, lost in the dark,

My thoughts entwined — an endless mark.

Chains of frost, biting deep,

But could they judge what the shadows keep?

The depths call, the heights deceive,

My soul long sold, yet still I grieve.

Looking at the mirror — who have I become?

My biggest dream — one day knowing: I have won.

Once I was Kii, but now just a shade,

A phantom born from the wreckage and blade.

Roots of doubt in silence stay,

Yet the weight of that day won't fade away.

And in the dusk, lost endlessly,

A remnant bound to tragedy

A thousand marksmen take their aim,

Words of past mayhem — I cannot forget them.

Aeternum.