The Rose In The Dark

Gun pointed at me

Nothing to protect, surrounded with densely trees

Violence thundered

Don't harm me, I murmured

Sympathy was killed alive

He smiled, and made me cry

Obviously nothing could have changed that nasty mind

However the jar of innocence I beheld encouraged me to try

He however didn't know the correct state

Immensely threatened by the bitter fate

Those weapons changed their sides

The gun thudded on the floor, he did not know what is in his other teammates mind

Stupid really, you may say

But I wasn't going to let his death embark the day

Pushed him aside and visited grave

I had to save him, my heart craved

He is puzzled definitely

Because he continues to ask what did he just see

He thought 

" I pointed the gun at her, sharp

But she came out as a rose out of the dark"