Battle
Silence
sound of a bird in the distance
the battle has ended
I have won
I have made myself victorious
I have annihilated the foe
corpses under my feet
burned flesh
smoke drifts in the air
the scent enters my nostrils
filling up my lungs
remedy for aching mind
I have thought it will make me feel better
but I am not
I am not fine
rattle of horses and echos of swords
so real not so long ago
amused my heart
full of rage I have been fighting
killing you
taking revenge
seeing you downfalling
forcing you to beg
triumph was supposed to be mine!
Still...
I am not
I am not fine
silence
the bird flown away
I have lost the battle