gravedigger
i've found a blade
an old blade, well-used and trusted through years of battle.
a blade ive laid beside in firelight. a blade ive trusted with my life. the blade you've carried.
i thought i'd never see it like that.
place it against my neck, watch as i temble in a pathetic despair.
i've dug my grave, i've lived in fear of it's existence, now it just needs the body.
the clean cut of your blade will bury my desire.
at least, i hope it will.