• Down to a knee
    A head of me a battalion of warriors
    Wielding Bats, Knuckles, and more blunt weapons
    I spit to the ground, Blood

    I look are around and i freeze
    "David?" i ask stunned to see him
    He was as beat up as I am but his cocky smile remained
    I whip the blood from my eyes but hes still there

    I stand with a smile and spit to the ground again
    "Always got my back huh?"
    He nodded and pointed to the men
    I smile and walk towards them always the rebel

    Attacking again I'm struck many times
    I feel David attacking in unison with me
    After an eternity of torture all my enemies lay beaten
    I turn to David but hes walking away. Gone

    I chase him to find him
    I need to thank him for saving my skin
    I trip and fall and look up at a grave stone
    I was his