Is it sad,
when your blade,
your sword,
is your only companion,
when the people of this world,
are so corrupted,
so lustful,
you can't trust anyone,
no one around you ,
you no longer have another half,
you're an empty soul,
destined to be alone,
except for the blade,
a companion,
a partner in my past life,
once again,
the only one I can rely on....
