There was a time of peace…
Chapter I: His Name
I saw her, standing in the darkness far away,
My hands were cold; the ice of this winter's day covered my fingers,
It stung them, devoured the warmth, willing to betray me.
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I shouted, reached out to touch her flaming cheek,
But it exploded into a thousand sparks of nothingness,
And she was gone, with every element known to humanity.
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I was alone, I am alone, and I will be, forever perhaps,
The wolves of the night shout my distorted name,
Remind me of all those times I was wrong,
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All those victims that proved me right…
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"Leave." She says, her voice is emotionless,
I hear, "Stay," in those trembling notes,
Taking a step forward, I wrap my hands around the void,
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Embrace her as if she is alive…
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I wait; I rush forward, impatient now.
The clemency on my soul has expired,
Now I seek the truth behind the dusty bookshelves of my burned library,
I throw the ash of the books to the floor, I push my way forward.
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I find nothing…
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The escape from reality, the escape to find one true explanation,
Why do I love her?
When the leaves from the ancient trees fall, surviving the blades of ice, unable to give me,
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A chance for empathy…
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She is different, unlike the ones I drowned in longing,
Her eyes showed me the waters worth drowning in,
The spirit of her being, the blood of her heart,
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All lost in the inferno of a passionate demise…
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She told me her name; Devil knows how to hail those letters out loud,
I tried,
Once, twice, three times; still receiving no explanation of what those eyes held within.
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Her eyes were metal doors, hiding her soul,
Away from me, and all of those who dared to throw agony upon her kind,
But she saw something in me.
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Something sparked a growing bond between us.
Invisible, fragile.
One step wrong, failure, darkness; I have no excuse to mess up.
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And so, I started simple:
I gave her my name.
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"Me…Haytham…I come in peace…"
2: That NightLonging for indifference…
Chapter II: His Nightmare
I shouted his name, it echoed instead,
Through the thick covers of snow and rain,
I saw nothing but crimson clouds crawling over my eyes.
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The vanished hope became a muddy image in the back of my head,
I ran perhaps too much on the sinful earth,
And yet I was too young to walk my path.
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I rushed to grow up.
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And here I had a blade in my hand,
Its shining peace hailed of peril,
And I did not let go.
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I pierced the flesh of one guilty with the rest.
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The soul that carried me in her womb, has widened her eyes,
She saw a monster crawling deep within my form,
Exposing its fangs, changing her forever from now.
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I saw the Leader of my existence, fall to his knees
Before the shadow of my nightmares,
Those voices that told me what was right when I never listened.
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And He was gone.
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I shouted his title, a dearest Father,
A Teacher, and Protector.
He did not answer my cry.
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I ran. Again.
A man in a child's body,
Ready to strike, avenge the death of One.
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They have escaped, they took my sister,
Disappeared in the thick rain as the fire spread within the halls,
Leaving a bleeding figure on the floor of the chamber that held the knowledge.
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It held our secret.
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I wish there was a time to fix the mistakes committed by foolishness,
I long to find the answer of reason,
But I lost everything gaining a new life.
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A fresh page, blind and innocent.
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Father, Mother, Jenny.
Three figures that became the scars in my soul.
I mourn them, whether alive or dead.
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I miss them at night,
As the slumber is deep and lingering,
I see their faces, bloodied, eyes of disappointment.
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Forgive me, and Farewell.
3: Lead UsAbyss of Treasure…
Chapter III: His Escort
They are with me,
Those precious members of a circle,
Slowly killed off by their own ignorance,
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Their folly.
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I lead them,
Into an abyss where promised luxury of perfection
Is just another illusion,
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A treat for their blind eyes.
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I touch the rough surface of the doors
That have opportunity behind them,
I touch the golden doorknob, but never twisted it.
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It is bleeding with wrong decisions.
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I chase a goal,
I have a heavy burden of a chain behind me,
One wrong move, and everything will collapse like a cheap castle,
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Made out of burning dreams.
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I earn trust,
I force the order into their hands,
They swallow their pride and follow.
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Blood has become the only colour we know.
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I climb the rooftops of the highest buildings,
Long watch I Helios before he vanishes,
Takes his chariot away,
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Where I want to be.
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I jump down,
Sometimes wishing to forget and to miss the target,
Give the world an apology and become a loving embrace,
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For those who never knew of death.
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Tears are something I learned to tolerate,
But never feel on my own cheeks,
Nor feel regret,
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When my elegant blade rains death.
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My Order,
My Purpose,
My Direction.
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No more than that.
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Or did I just say that to make it seem
That everything was so simple,
The world would certainly change,
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Without Us.
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But I bring peace,
With blood?
No.
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With sober reason.
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They hate me,
Us,
But our rebirth is greater than a Phoenix.
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I will make things right,
To make her proud,
To give her shelter,
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And make myself regret less.
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I hold the knowledge that many were fooled by,
I know the pain,
That is why I lead them.
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I am the Master.
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Or is it just a name?
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What is my name
When I cannot save those that I once loved,
The Sun God has turned the rays away from me,
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But I still rise.
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My eyes are sharp with the visions of the past,
My mind sober from the nights before,
I lead them now,
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Or never.
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I am sorry.
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