2This is a poem I wrote when watching/reading the series. I got me think of how it would be to live in those times and this is the product. Hope you enjoy!
Warning: Rated T for implications of death and multiple horrors.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Berserk, but I DO own this poem and any future stories related to it.
Nightmare Reality
Though the blood flows down
I still feel the pain.
Crying silently in the cold,
My sins are washed away by rain.
Try to stop the beating.
Try to ease the pain.
Try, but there's no feeling,
My whole bodies numb again.
What's with all these senseless acts?
Seems nothing makes sense anymore.
My insides feel ripped in half,
Everywhere, I'm broken and torn.
Try to stop the beating.
Try to ease the pain.
Try, but there's no feeling,
My whole bodies numb again.
If anyone thinks I should do anything with this poem(like make it into a story) let me know.
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