Lord_Sage_of_Ronevia
02-25-2007, 07:44 AM
Night has befallen and my eternal slumber is all but near. Gazing upon the moon searching for that silvery light that will show me the way. Yet, all I can get are memories of a different past. A past full of light and cheerful companionship. The past I killed with my bare hands and hurt that precious companion. Who was my companion? Beautiful as she was, it wasn't solitude, it wasn't regret, no, it was love. Love that I could look at and feel. Stare into her eyes and see a future.
Ah, no, now she lies wounded on the soon to be deathbed of my sins. Feeling the cold, steel end of my blade.
Drowsyness comes over me, my heart dripping with irony. I get to my deathbed and see my wounded love, serene and beautiful. Lying beside her an incredible ease strikes my soul and my mind drifts into a long remembrance. All that is left for me are memories of a different past, sheets covered in irony, and the hopes of this deathbed becoming a bed of roses.
Child... don't worry. For I shall not leave you. I will always be there, in your memories and in your heart. I love you, and I do not wish to leave you like this. Forgive me. And may the gods shower you with their blessing, whilst I forsake reality and indulge myself into an eternal dream of a different past.
Ah, no, now she lies wounded on the soon to be deathbed of my sins. Feeling the cold, steel end of my blade.
Drowsyness comes over me, my heart dripping with irony. I get to my deathbed and see my wounded love, serene and beautiful. Lying beside her an incredible ease strikes my soul and my mind drifts into a long remembrance. All that is left for me are memories of a different past, sheets covered in irony, and the hopes of this deathbed becoming a bed of roses.
Child... don't worry. For I shall not leave you. I will always be there, in your memories and in your heart. I love you, and I do not wish to leave you like this. Forgive me. And may the gods shower you with their blessing, whilst I forsake reality and indulge myself into an eternal dream of a different past.