Solitaire
By TRIXSTER
Look at the burning stars
drifting out to sea
Taking away my battle scars
and leaving only me.
A heavy weight, a burden
is lifted from my heart,
My soul once a virgin
Is slowly torn apart.
And I sit here alone
wondering why
I had to disown
that life so high
Why was it me
chosen to suffer?
Faded, my plea
that I was no tougher.
As the others fled
into the night,
they left me for dead
afraid of that plight.
Can you envision
the agony and pain?
to know the decision
that you were to be slain?
To have the truth unfold
before your very eyes?
To turn and behold
that all was a lie?
That all that you hoped
and could ever have dreamed
was hanged by a rope
with a short, stifled scream?
To know deep within
That there was no way
From there and therein
to keep Death away...
Ack. Ack. ::coughs:: Well, there goes another rhyming poem by me. ::sigh:: I've just been in the rhyming mood lately (me? Hah! Scary isn't?)… and to think that this poem was supposed to be about a bird looking at the sky. ::looks at the poem:: Hmmm…. I think this one is about the time when Tobias was being tortured by Taylor and at his last moments of sanity/life. What do you think? See, I often write splurges of words (otherwise known as my poems) and apply them to the Animorphs because there are so many underlying themes in the ongoing story that it is hard to write about one specific thing… and in poetry, I believe if you set yourself for a theme or something to revolve around, it makes the poetry… I don't know… empty?… hollow?… unsubstantial?… or maybe that's just me… All I know it should be something from the heart and soul.
~TRIXSTER