• Forgotten Sword

    I sit here, waiting, waiting for him to pry me from this earth

    I sit here, rusting. Slowly, but surely, being weatherd away into dust

    I sit here.....thinking of memories past, the wrongs i've commited and the people i've protected

    Yet, i wait. I wait for him to take me at his side again as since i've been imprizoned here , i've seen the world being comsumed by war, hate, and death.

    I knew i could've stopped all of it........

    But this feeling i have, it seems that he has passed.

    but, who will save the world from this madness? Does anyone care about the state the earth is in?!?

    Is there anyone or anything that is willing to take up the resonposibility and the challenge for the better?!?

    Until then, i shall sit here, the only hope we have left,

    The forgotten sword..........