Unfinished Stories

A Poem of a Red/Silver...

They are the gods and heavenly Angels

Their powers unmatched, and Silver-Blooded.

Whom greed caused them to left this world Strangled.

My thunder and lightning tear at the Skies

My world after world ripped to countless Shreds

I was the Silver-Blooded chosen Lie

My humble blood is darkly crimson Red

I take my last Breath, and take off the Crown

The storm in my eyes, raised sword to the Sky

Will shatter like glass, before I fall Down.

Unbroken blood will drip down my Fingers

Electricity fly like ghostly Birds

For this last battle, I can not Linger

After this fight, I will speak no Words