I take my stand on the pedestal of gods.

With my head to the clouds overcoming the odds.

Immunity runs through the course of my veins.

Yet I’m sickened by the poison that falls in this rain. 

Understanding my weakness I lose touch with reality.

Then my body gives way as I stare down fatality. 

My last few moments seem to stretch into days.

A former hero now drowns in dismay.

I search for the surface yet I’m choking on air.

Struggling to recite my last true prayer.

As my light turns to dark I slip away in the rain.

And my fire whispers away with no-one to blame.

Thus the end of the hero who drowns in the dark.

Forever ceased from showing the world his spark.

-Dylan Reed 7/25/11