For those who died

My Suffering declared a war on death promising what's after that it's the one taking me

once I was surrendered to death by it, now it's the one blaming me

that ur the one who tried escaping me, I needed to remind myself who I am, since your playing the game including me

Fight, or coward, ur going to experience me, as all mortals have done

your connected to them, one of the ounce

you don't matter if we judge by logic, nor your emotions are just being and rational, to flee is not an option, still you stayed

thus to me you exptional, what prevents you from me kills you more, accept me and you'll live longer than ever, and as good as better,

because it's your mind that your living for and the only one that matters the most is within thou

And the line is so thin, you cut it now, look at how good you have been your reaction matters to you

Even if it takes as much time as to blink, when I'm coming for you face me fearless with all your might

be worry that you ever flinch, even if witness is absent, through you I'm going to bring.

Lucky is he who died for his rights, with heroic acts

wether it's wielding a sharp tongue cutting through injustice and ignorant minds

how tasty it is cause comfort is all they want

wether it's to swing your sword in the battlefield, where emotions gather with creative flow they bleed

whilst boiling blood from body is trying to fleed, at the midst of such beauty a warcry is all I need.

What lasts comes first, in the book of value, in a beginning that ends, the call for sacrifice for the greater good of what I deem worthy, is loud and clear, which flair suits this text most ? I vote for my ADHD brain