The day will come

When I see the sun

In reminiscence with pure white

My blood drips down

The knife embedded inside me

Between my ribs and in my heart

Each twist agonizingly painful

I hold on with all my strength

I need to live

To carry on

I must do what must be done

The blood flows

Like a waterfall

Each red droplet

A ruby that hits the floor

I pull the knife slowly out of my chest

And lick the blood savoring its bitter coppery taste on my tongue

I sneer into the unknown

I cackle at the threats

In the dark I am the mighty one

The one who can withstand anything

For I will not die