Moments
Disclaimer: If I owned Charmed, do you think Chris would be dead and this poem would exist?
I stand alone with no one but Wyatt
He is looking around, suddenly quiet
I take a quick glance
At my little big brother's stance
I hear a sound
So I look around
I cry out
But no one seems to be about
I continue my work
And then I hear another lurk
As the sound nears
My fear appears
I want to get Wyatt outta here
Before Gideon will appear
Just like smoke
Gideon does uncloak
He throws me into a table
But damnit, I'm still able
I will fight until my death
Until my very last breath
He threatens me
It's gonna take more than that to make this brother flee
I mimic his attack on me earlier
He just seemed to get angrier
He conjured his weapon
This just didn't happen
He disappears underneath his cloak
So he can play with our lives like a joke
I charged at Wyatt in full force
Just to be interrupted by a painful thrust
With all the adrenalin
It was then I realized his blade was in my skin
What do I do, I think
Call dad, maybe he can save Wyatt from his awful fate
He orbs in, and collapse beside me
Wyatt, Wyatt I object, before Gideon has a chance to flee
But I was to late
Gideon orbed away
With my reason to be
Now it's just dad and me
My wound won't heal
It just won't seem to seal
This is the end of me
My legacy
He tries to heal me desperately
But it has proven more than once ineffectually
Deep inside I know this is it
My trip to the past has finally been made to call it quit
After much arguing and fussing much to my dismay
Dad finally gave in and orbed away
After minutes of pain
The light dimmed away
Visits from Darryl, Sheridan and the SWAT team
They finally let me be
Me and dad had a few words
Before the light finally was more than just blurred
I hope he will be fine
For I am in a better place than my original timeline
It's not life
But it is not strife
It's my world I am so happy to leave behind
For if I die, it no longer can stride.
Best to me
I am finally relaxed and free
Chrisbianca