'i will not be your padme,' she breathes,
and you know your grandmother was not weak
but you accept the condition with a smile,
because supreme leader, you win,
the whole bloody galaxy belongs to you now
/
and you got the girl too, of course,
you're the victor this time around,
this time maybe the dark will keep
that swiftly tilting balance, maybe
this time no more blood will be spilled
/
maybe it's injustice, the way you
are almost the last one standing,
but haven't you earned it?
/
(mother isn't breathing and
father is dead and uncle can
live at the edge of the world)
/
there is not more sith, no more
jedi, right? you've let the past die,
you've murdered it with the light,
you've murdered the light, and now
all there is to see is ahead of you
/
you've kicked and clawed
and killed in cold blood
and this is the result of your sins
/
(you, you are not a good person,
even your grandfather's mask
can tell you that)
/
suffering leads to the dark side and—
what's wrong with the dark side?
(you feel things you know, can't
have that anymore, so bloody wrong)
/
kylo ren and ben solo the world
is sitting beneath your feet,
the girl is holding your hand,
the past is going up in flames
/
so why do you feel so damn empty?