A/N- This is a poem of a different reaction Legolas might have had on Aragorns' death. Not very... happy. just plain depressing really... oh well. Here it is.
:The Power of Grief
I stare blankly at the stone paved floor'
wishing you yo come back to me
But I know that will never happen
You have left the circles of this world
Gone to join the realm of the dead
Left those you love to grieve
How can you do this to me?
How can you break the hearts of so many?
How can you leave your people to suffer?
I don't know how you could live with the knowledge
Knowing that eventually you would be gone
Feeling yourself growing old, while I stay young
I look back at your still form in complete shame,
for in letting it creep in I have failed you
I have let the hold of grief take over
You told me to be strong for you
Told me not to feel distress
told you to remember you, yet not to be sad
If only I could hear your calm words now
but I cannot, for my mind is blank of the past,
I only see pain, defeat..., death
This sensation of blackness is overwhelming
I do not remember who I was
I'm sorry, my brother
Grief is to powerful a thing to over come
By: Emily Smith
hannon le