Loki
A/N: Luv here! This is a little poem I wrote in Loki's point of view. It's no the greatest, but I hope all of you enjoy it anyway. Read and review please! No flames. Thank you.
-Luv
I: Beginning
I was born to die.
Only to be rescued
And raised in a lie.
All my life I've lived in a Shadow,
But I never knew why.
I was picked on, teased.
They think me a coward,
They laugh in my face.
But really, they are the cowards,
Not me.
I use my Seidr only to help.
My brother is a boaster,
My father deserves Death's grasp,
And my Mother is Beautiful in every way…
Although she is a beauty…I want to escape,
Escape from them…escape from everything.
II: Falling
I fell into darkness, into blackness,
My brother's scream of agony fading as I descended,
But I cared not,
I was escaping the endless pain.
My head begin to spin,
My gaze was blurred.
I was in silence,
Hearing only the sound of my breath.
I felt nothing, I saw nothing,
I descended into a dark abyss.
I didn't know how much time had passed,
It could have been a couple of minutes,
Hours…days…weeks...months…years...decades…centuries...
I remembered nothing.
I landed on the hard ground,
Lying crumpled and helpless…in immense pain.
I wasn't dead, I was punished, tortured.
Salty tears spilled down my face as I thought,
"Did I really want this?"
III: Torture
Pain. I only felt pain.
I didn't know what was happening to me…
I was blinded by tears and the blood in my eyes.
I heard a whip crack and felt more stinging pain.
I screamed.
I felt a searing pain.
Illuminating flames engulfed my frail, naked body.
I called for my brother…
But no one came.
Tears streamed down my icy Jotun face.
A horrid voice said in my ear,
"Calling out will be useless you little Jotun runt. No one can hear you. No one will come. No one loves you."
The words hurt worse than the flames and lashes.
I cried in agony, "OH BROTHER HELP ME!"
Another whip-lash and I remembered nothing more.
I regret everything I've done.
IV: Regret
Now I sit here,
Alone,
My mouth sewed shut,
Regretting everything I've done.
My rage came. I lied. I killed.
My vengeance came.
I never meant to hurt anyone,
I only wanted to prove myself.
Now, as I lay here, alone, I think,
"My life is a lie." Then I shout into the darkness,
"I should have been left to die!"
Now I've only one thing left to say,
"Dear, sweet, Brother, bring down the Axe."