Post by 7thsword on Jan 9, 2006 16:50:52 GMT -5
Night
*Surely these are the worst of times, when everyday I must stop myself from cyring just so that I might save my tears for the nights when I know I’ll need them the most. Surely these are the worst of times when I am but twenty years old, yet already anxious for death. Surely these are the worst of times, when the only onlove I receive comes from the crows who bring me the stale breadcrumbs just before the sunfall.*
*I drank bottles of sorrow and I hungered for loaves of hatred, while the devil reached his iron claws into me, choked my heart and within my soul planted seeds of sadness that blossomed into flowers of a sickening fury.*
*No one ever cared for ME. No one ever loved ME. No one ever could even spare ME a whisper! I had no mother to nurse me when I was broken, I had no brother to shield me from the evil things, I had no teacher to guide me through the darkness, and I had no one to hold close to me on the loneliest midnights. I am ashes, I am dust, and I am but moments away from giving up.*
On Coruscant, in some narrow alley, where a wrecked speeder lays in the wet pavement, that is where I crawl, that is where I lay, in a cold and tattered cockpit, shivering, and thinking all the while…
Take me Reaper, and never let me go. Take me down, down into hell, so that my bones and my blood might be saved from this unforgiving chill.
*Surely these are the worst of times, when everyday I must stop myself from cyring just so that I might save my tears for the nights when I know I’ll need them the most. Surely these are the worst of times when I am but twenty years old, yet already anxious for death. Surely these are the worst of times, when the only onlove I receive comes from the crows who bring me the stale breadcrumbs just before the sunfall.*
*I drank bottles of sorrow and I hungered for loaves of hatred, while the devil reached his iron claws into me, choked my heart and within my soul planted seeds of sadness that blossomed into flowers of a sickening fury.*
*No one ever cared for ME. No one ever loved ME. No one ever could even spare ME a whisper! I had no mother to nurse me when I was broken, I had no brother to shield me from the evil things, I had no teacher to guide me through the darkness, and I had no one to hold close to me on the loneliest midnights. I am ashes, I am dust, and I am but moments away from giving up.*
On Coruscant, in some narrow alley, where a wrecked speeder lays in the wet pavement, that is where I crawl, that is where I lay, in a cold and tattered cockpit, shivering, and thinking all the while…
Take me Reaper, and never let me go. Take me down, down into hell, so that my bones and my blood might be saved from this unforgiving chill.
