• the blade-
    as I watched slice though the skin the skin of the one I loved
    in hideing I cry promising my self to rule revenge -
    then with in the next year I had made a blade a blade to seek the blood of the one who had seeked death opon my loved one -
    as I sliced the through the skin they suffered - suffered there life - now the blade with the stain of blood the blood I ruled revenge over them is stained now



    this is the way i feel sorrow like i watched my loved one die although i didnt i do feel that when im in sorrow