The Ones Before Me

This dampness surrounding me,

a thousand tears of those who cried before me.

They are left before me,

walked right through the door,

and bleeding;

stood in the snow,

to fade like what was left of their souls,

into the night,

or with the rising of the ash covered sun.

I am here now,

thinking the same thoughts,

praying to my god,

or damning him.

I am here now,

with scars upon my body,

and soul.

Treading down a road

paved only shortly before,

by feet of ghostly men whose names are not remembered.

I am here now,

though not for much longer,

shouting through coarse throat

though none hear me.

I am gone now,

and my brothers and sisters with me,

running tireless toward eternity now.

Now knowing we did not die in vain,

though so close to not dying at all.

I am gone now,

and I shall always stand,

reminder of what worlds may come.

I am forever now,

because I died for you,

future;

and you have not forgotten me.

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