Demon Named Vendetta

Lost in thoughts ,

He laid , Amongst the moist meadow .

As rain drops danced off his skin ..

A well battered and scarred skin ..

Each scars , Each wound ..

Seemed pointless at this point ...

For what he had fought for ..

Now lost in eternity ...

Avoiding Memories ...

He tries to suppress the never ending agony ...

Smiting him to the very core of his existence ...

Memories of her demise ...

In the hand of the anonymous ..

"The overwhelming stench of blood ...

A hole bore through where once her heart was placed ..

The only solitude of his, her heart ..

Now in bits and pieces , scattered ...

Lifeless, Her eyes projected nothing ..

Those eyes once glowed , exploded with life ...

Now death dances in her iris .."

The murder of his beloved ..

Too late , his arrival to her rescue ...

He regretted ..

Laid in the meadow of moist..

In his thoughts ...

Vicious thoughts ... 

Hoping to achieve ..
What many believed they would ..
Retribution ,

In the hands of the demon ..

Named Vendetta ...