The Bull's Last Breath

by **Novastare** 2/19/2010, 11:14 pm

Breath, Breath take a breath,
Here it comes, it's time for death.
Matador take your swing,
I knew in life, what life would bring.
I was born to do this now,
I feel the blood run down my brow.
I can hardly see a single sight,
All I see is death's drawing bite.

Breath, Breath, take a breath,
here he comes, give him death.
I try my best, I run to kill,
he dodges fast and I fall still.
I hear the crowed, the sickening sound,
What monsters hold my ounce endless bounds.

No please don't, don't come again,
My eyes are dimming and my breath is thin
I feel a sharp pain go through my skin,
I feel my life begin to dim.

Please oh those who look upon,
Save me from these nightmares of wrong!
Won't you stand? Won't you help?
No, I'm done, these creatures ignore me,
It's time for this bull to finally see.
I know my time draws nine,
I dream of the meadow with my own kind.
I see the grass so green and full,
I feel so alive, I feel like a bull!

Then as my heart seems to dream,
I hear a faint and ugly scream.
It seems to come from my own flesh,
It seems I have no time left.
Breath, Breath, take a breath,
I slowly slip into death.

I see a meadow, a paradise,
My father is here and he tells me to rise.
He puts his hand upon my head,
He says don't worry this is the end of your dread.
I smile and see the world once more,
I know where I go no pain I will endure.

Breath, Breath, take a breath,
At last it's time, for my death.