Burn the Future Down

I remember how it ended, but can't recall the beginning. Blood is all over me, but whose blood? Mine? Or his?

I just wanted to save my life. Isn't it worth shedding blood? I killed a future to save the past. My past. Our past.

I would've sacrificed anything, even my love, to burn their future.

And now I can behold it burning with sparkling flames of my love. The ashes vow revenge. The mercy cry of him is still in my head.

Oh, now I recall the beginning. The blood definitely belongs to my love. I myself killed him. Stabbed him in the heart. To burn the future of my enemies.

By R.F. AZA