Sacrifice of living......

The other day I heard a scream,
The other day I saw a gleam,
The other day I felt some blood,
Even I knew it wasn't mud,
Then I saw another gleam,
Brighter then the other thing,
But without know what it was,
Another scream but from above,
A few steps forward was it rain,
No it was blood yet again,
Fear flew in,
Then flew out,
As if something were about,
But yet to wounder what it was,
I was woken with a thud,
This was a dream I dreamed today,
But it was real?,
What can I say?,
A knife stood in me from that thud,
"What was it" I dreamed, I wounder,
But fading away I will be,
Yet this is the end of me.