I have read
the Grim's prophecy
The darkest side
of what was and is
The insignificance
of every first and last breath
To those who burn
with the mark of immortality
Who i am sworn to protect
with the guidance of my light
For i am the Moon
Who guides this hidden world
with my eyes
I carry the weight of the world
on my broken arms and back
With ever passing sun and moon,
friend or enemy,
I grow weak
Tainted by the lost souls
that blindly steal our last breath
Healed by the frozen tears
who connect us with that of light
Burdened with the responsibility
to protect or drain
those of new
For i am the Tree
Who is frozen
in an unraveling time
I may be considered beautiful
at first gaze
My glistening art
devouring everything in sight
Where the smallest detail
is life or death
Always waiting patiently
Invisible to those
of the other side
The reflective mask
that hides a killer's mark
And the breaths stolen
by my piercing talons
For i am the Ice
Who attacks
the un-expecting
I am the start
of this poisonous frost
Giving notice to those
who i deed deserving
Watching as the careless souls
fall into a deep slumber
Carrying my sad and forgotten song
to those unfortunate enough to hear
Leaving them petrified
as i continue to flow
Being dragged to the ground
by the Proud's claws
For i am the Wind
Who gives
the first warning
I bind the souls
with a golden string
In perfect control
of everything that was and is,
has and will be
Fear in the eyes
of those who cant
see me for who i am
Watching carefully
and writing a plan
Creating the maze
that never ends
For i am Time
Who moves against
everything
Where night
is seen
in the darkest of shades,
Behold how my eyes see
Winter
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Darkened shades
PoetryI lie awake When most have drifted The imaginary pen Racing strokes of blood for ink On the burning pages Hidden from those Of the other side "Let us see..." I say to them For only a brave eye Can catch What remains real Inside my corrupted soul Be...
