Warrior

#enjoy my writing 

'Am I too weak?' 

the soldier asked 

with a sword in his chest. 

He was dying, 

He was bleeding out 

But he saved everyone else. 

He fought like a valiant king 

But why won't they praise him more? 

were his efforts all in vain? 

He thought so, and he broke. 

He broke into a scream-

A scream of anguish and pain, 

He gripped the sword tight, 

And forced it out of him. 

He stood up, 

With trembling knees, 

He looked up to the sky, 

He whispered, 'Did they all feel this way 

When they were going to die?' 

He saw blood all around 

Soldiers dead in the field, 

He heard people cry for help, 

But he could barely breathe.

He hadn't given up, 

He still had more to prove

He wanted to rush into the scene 

But his body couldn't move. 

everything paused, 

Suddenly, he heard silence. 

His senses turned numb, 

And his thoughts grew quiet. 

And with that he dropped 

He dropped dead, onto the dust, 

And they called him the soldier 

With a hole in his chest. 

and legends still speak of him 

'he had a heart of gold' they say 

'too bad he couldn't make it'

'He was just a weak soldier in the game'. 

He fought for the people 

To change their destined fate, 

He tried to drive them away from death

But they buried him in hate. 

Till the last second, he fought hard, 

but his feelings remained unreached. 

And their emotionless  heart, 

caused his defeat.  

He was a warrior, of his own breed 

ssb