Reaper

Inside its eating
till the core has ceased beating
every ounce of life is fleeting
from the darkness of his greeting

The weakness of strength

To lose what started off as a friendly game
at the start our goals all seemed the same
but then the bloodbath came
as we were looking for the one to blame.

Then came the tackle that cut like a deep wound
a kick from the inside that left it bruised
pain and life became permanently fused
fell down hard, like I earnt the right to lose.

To easy were these open arms
the words to relax were to easy to calm
I believed it would do away with the harm
but you saw me within your palm

you thought you could do anything
and I'll throw that thought away too
without understanding,
you were the strength I needed to forgive you.