Dry tears

When the reign falls, the pounding echo of steel glitters the sky like rain. Only no-one heres my cries, nor does anyone feel my pain. Shadows of objects suddenly become all reality, and I'am lost. Stilmatic beings form as one unit, waiting for the right time to savage my soul. The weight on my shoulders begins to drive me insane...... That is why I came. Again and again figures creep from the depths of darkness. Only to ensure that my life is a living hell. No more pain, and no more cries. May the day once cometh, that people will view my body. As they say nothing, or feel nothing. Not even look into my eyes....... .....My head free, as I'm left there to die.