Days Lost

My view on time and how we should cherish it before its too late

The Watcher waits alone at night

The Hero loses what's in sight

Fires burn across the skies

God turns away his glowing eyes

Do you wonder who we are?

Why do we fight but never die?

We are famous for our dreams

Bear our burdens with our screams 

For all we know you could be death 

I see them all with bated breath

My love awaits me across the lake

I see her hand but should I take

Words of wisdom from years of old 

Never sell your soul for gold

Now I see my love no more 

Grim’s blade is creeping near

Red’s claws grip my aching fear

Alone alas but at what cost

When will I see the days I’ve lost

Author's Note

This is my first poem please give me your blunt and honest feedback