Falling Down

Falling Down

Kody Prosser

 

You lie there on your side, your face of despair looking towards the heavens.

Your large black wings open behind you, your legs strewn on the ground.

Your hand is clenched, as if trying to grasp something unreachable.

The sword that you once wielded lay underneath.

The shield that once protected you, now cast aside, dented.

All that warms you is a chain mail shirt, and a cloth skirt.

Cast aside, in a rough, barren landscape.

The light slowly fades, as you are engulfed in darkness.

 

The anger, the hate, the sadness, all flowing through your veins.

You were his favorite, yet you took up arms against him.

Michelangelo, your friend, had to throw you down.

Your followers, all gone, cast away just like you.

You do not want to be seen like this, as weak.

Only strength is what you think is strong.

You swear your revenge, you will make them pay.

Slowly walking away, your hatred transforming you,

Turning you, into a carnal, horrible, unloved, beast.

 

I admire you, for you challenged the strongest,

Yet my pity for you shall never end.

You failed, you surrendered.

You are now a shadow of what you used to be.

A warrior, an angel, a protector of good.

Now an outcast, a devil, a hater of peace.

To talk to you would be a pleasure, but dangerous to me.

I would ask you why? Why did you fight?

You knew you were doing wrong, your life was great.

Yet you attacked without warning, and now, many have died.

The only similarity between you and me,

Is that we strive for greatness, and we continue to live.

No matter what happens, we push.

But I fight on a side unknown to most.

Neither good, nor evil, but in between.

I fight on my own team.

The future for you is bleak.

You will cry, you will scream.

Your anger will shake mountains; your fear will sink cities.

In time you will gather an army and return.

You will be met with resistance, the strongest.

Who knows if you will win?

Only time can tell.

But for someone to help you, that would be sin.

Then they would burn, with you, in hell.  

Reviews

[Polly Smith]

Read this yesterday and still thinking of it today very good

[Dreamer]

Very powerful, I enjoyed reading it.