The war is over
The demons are dead
The voices are silent
Within my head
Hell opens up
And takes their bones
They are departing
From my home
The plague is done
Though blood remains
But the peace is worth
A few red stains
I sheath my blades
And take a breath
It's time to live
And not fear death.
@kovbleu Feb 2022
Powerful and concise. You've done a great job painting imagery here with limited words. I could hear this working with a few different styles of music. Nice write!