Fade Poem by LOST PRINCESS

He diappears into the night
After a 'job well done'
He knows he's done wrong
From killing someone
Although he returns with a smile
And he doesnt know why
He takes the innocent lives.
He just knows that he takes them
and if he doesn't....
It's his turn.
To fade.
To disappear.
And never return again.
The life of an assassin
Is a guilt trip to hell
And back again.
Knowing you kill and cant tell
Its a sin you cant forgive
Although he smiles...
he does not know what he has done.
Because he slowly fades
Into the night without
A fright
Of being caught.
He sees no wrong
He sees no right
And all thats left
is fading in the night.
I saw him.
He has been caught
and it is his turn to fade.....