Broken and Untamed
Prologue
"I Was Broken" written by Marcus Foster
I was tied, but now unbound
My head is off the ground
For a long time I was so weary
Tired of the sound, I've heard before,
The gnawing of the night time at the door,
Haunted by the things I've seen
Stuck between the burning light and the dusty shade.
I said now I used to think the past was dead and gone,
But I was wrong, so wrong,
Whatever makes you blind
Must make you strong, make you strong,
In my time I've melted into many forms
From the day that I was born,
I know that there's no place to hide
Stuck between the burning shade and the fading light.
I was broken,
For a long time,
But It's over now.
Yes and you, and you,
Well you walk these lonely streets that people send, people send.
There are some wounds that just can't mend.
I do pretend, pretend,
I am free from all the things that take my friends
But I will stand here till the end,
I know that I can take the moon,
In between the burning shade and the fading light
I was broken,
For a long time,
But It's over now
I was broken,
For a long time,
But It's over now.
Mesmerising... was that even enough to explain how I felt towards what I had seen, what I had heard? His voice had been so gentle when he had spoken, he seemed so calm, so easy-going, nonchalant... even-keeled? God, I was running out of words and it was all because of him. I had spent a lot of time with him over the last few months, we had become more than friends and he was finally letting me into his world. He never worried about inviting people to his gigs yet he had verbally extended that invitation to me and I was so glad that I finally accepted that invitation.
His voice would haunt me forever. Not haunt, hound. No, not hound... ugh... okay... he left an imprint on my soul. That's it. And the soul... my God, the soul. I don't think I had ever heard someone sing and sound so raw and emotional. OK, I admit, I had felt that way when I first heard Evanescence and I love both the albums I have but there was something different about listening to Edward sing. It was like he was singing from himself, to himself but so that you could hear how he was feeling. Oh yeah, I was definitely in it deep now. Maybe it was just because it was a deep, soulful guy's voice singing as opposed to a female like Amy Lee...
And then I realised I had been staring way too long. Suddenly his green eyes boring deep into mine snapped me out of my thought and back into reality. How long had I been staring? Had he been playing in the background of my thoughts? Had there been house music going? Dammit! Before I could compose myself I could feel the red hot flush creeping across my cheeks and my eyes darting down as if to show off my eyelashes like a naive little six year old girl playing cute to get her way to the candy jar... I was screwed and definitely in it up to my neck, Edward had definitely made an impact on me and I was no longer a lone wolf with a free spirit doing what I wanted and when I wanted. I was hooked.