Shivering Shadows - End

My shadows swam through rivers from faucets
that poured darkness;
battled the world's false wisdom, wearing gauntlets
that fought soreness.
Ended this path with a mind of serenity
and hailing awareness;
what did we expect to face in time of eternity?
Reigning sadness.

Blistered the roads of light and dark,
and my shivers will shine bright and stark.
The tyrant's withered words shan't be with me,
and it is with you that they will forever be.
Demolished the pillars of blood, war and gore;
and every proof that I exist, days of yore.
All their sorrows, splattered on the walls of sand,
like an avalanche, crushing under orders of my hand.

Forfeit this world, a blazing prison cell;
but none would change, other than a living hell.
Until when I will be shrouded, no one will tell;
only after I've reckoned the times that I've fell.

None would glance at my pitiful soul;
who lives a life like a fearful ghoul.
It is the end; time would bend, hopefully.
My final dish, may you serve it mercifully,
willingly,
without a spark of fury.

The land was fertile, and just after a while,
it changed by a mile, now it's just a tile.
Swallowed by a hurricane of impeding evil,
now it's gone, forever enthralled to shrivel.

Destined to die in the wrath of a storm,
but have no fear for I will soon reform.
My shadows once quivered and now it's free;
so forge a glade for me, my shadow and thee.
We will walk this life, together with glee;
putting our pasts behind, and it's just us three.

- End