Prince of Death

The world became fire

It burned

Colors of dead flame

Smokeless

Vengeance looms

I am one with the darkness

My dying howl shattered

Ebb and flow of my breath

The moon waned

and night waxed until the

Next bleak sunrise

My soundless scream

for salvation

Suffering ended

with suffocation

My breath froze in my lung

There is no greater curse

than memory

Even a dream

would wake the monster

Lion of the night

His mane ablaze

The night stirs

Walls close in like a tomb

The monster rises

End my misery

Snuff out the flames

The lion roars

Triumph sizzled in my veins

Bleeding into the night

Raining death from the sky

I have summoned darkness

Now it is time to summon the light

The world came undone

Will it ever survive the apocalypse?

Maxwell O'Reilly