Grievous Fanfic

I am alone.

I am being tortured.

The machines don't stop.

They never stop.

The slowly chip away at my sanity.

Slowly, slowly, slowly.

Ever so slowly.

I have no freedom from the machines.

They have taken everything.

I can no longer taste food.

I can no longer feel the breeze.

I can no longer have a peaceful dream.

It's always that one.

The one of the dying

The screams.

The blood

The explosions.

How I was robbed a true warriors death.

It was the biggest mistake of my life.

To accept that treaty, that contract.

Once I accepted, all the life in me ceased to be.

I stopped loving.

I stopped weeping.

I stopped sleeping.

I stopped living.

I am being tortured.

By the deaths of many who are weak,

And by few that are powerful.

By all the times I've stolen a life.

By all the times I have allowed the destruction of a family.

By all the times I've ruined a friendship.

By the screams.

The cries,

The fear,

That my presence generates.

I stand here,

In the bridge of the ship,

Flying through hyperspace.

Contemplating my demise.

Wishing for closure.

Desiring an end.

To the pain,

The suffering,

And the torture.

I am alone.