Dawn

You can see the sun creeping up,
Rising slowly from the mountains.
You sit and stretch, tears slipping,
Is it any wonder?
You're dying today.

You performed your crimes confidently,
Killing and destroying everyone.
You thought you would live forever.
You were wrong.
You're dying today.

Even if you had been able to see,
This future you now face alone,
You know you wouldn't have been able to stop,
The pull was too strong.
You're dying today.

They march you up to the block,
You smirk and vow to bleed a lot.
They kneel you down before the stains,
Prayers for your soul.
You're dying today.

They lean you forward and press you down,
You smell the old blood and think of death,
You are too powerful, you think to yourself,
They'll never kill me.
You're dying today.

You feel the blade of the axe,
As it gently brushes your neck,
Like a lovers sweet embrace, a kiss,
You killed her too.
You're dying today.

You think you should pray to God,
But you never really believed in Him,
Does it truly matter anyway,
If you burn in Hell?
You're dying today.

The crowd draws closer as the chimes sound,
You long to spit at them, curse them.
You feel the steel cut into your neck,
Your head rolls.
You died today.

I sit up in bed and swallow the scream,
That sat in the back of my throat.
Ah, yes, it was just a dream, I know.
Why am I in this cell?

I remember...

I'm dying today.