Last To Remember

I got a sense of thoughts unheard of.

I tried finding a piece of peace in this mind.

But when I heard you dragging it behind you.

My search was ended.

You came home to me.

But your intentions were to remove me.

Blood running down my face and my arms are bruised.

Yet I smile.

The two of you, I could never beat alone.

Supported by everyone outside.

Because I was the bad guy.

Insane and hateful.

That is what you two are.

Each time they use your names.

You get stronger.

I try to stand up faster.

But you are so angry about what happened.

I just can’t win.

Slowly reach for my own weapon and stand up.

I felt a chill in the air and smiled.

He was still here with me.

‘’You got this’’.

The words I heard.

You took a step back.

I took the chance.

Your friend fell.

Broken and beaten.

I’m just like you.

I will never bow.

You always come back.

The insane side of me.

The one everyone wants.

But I take a stand as always.

I’ll be what I am.

Calculated at my core.

I am the last with the memories.

You are a piece of forgotten thoughts.

Raised my weapon towards you.

Smiled as I charged back at you.

Cracked open your head.

Made you see.

I wasn’t going to let you determine the outcome.

With a single hit.

I had you falling to your knees.

You don’t remember how I worked.

Because what was important to you was to win.

Lied about me is all you ever did.

So, when you finally lost.

Everyone looks at me with distrust.

But it matters not to me now.

If they want to try and see what I’m made of.

I’ll let them pull the first punch.

Because I was the first to fall.

I’m the one who never forgets.

I am the last one to remember it all.

But that’s okay.

That’s just how it’s meant to be.