Brave...
"Ahhhh!" screamed Robin, standing on top of the Tower. Everything he felt, frustration, anger, sadness, betrayal, everything was in that one cry. Fists were clenched, muscles tensed, his entire posture said 'I am not happy.'
"IT'S NOT FAIR!" He roared at great length. He fell silent and still, before he collapsed to kneeling on the floor, body shaking with sobs.
"It's not fair..."
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"Don't know, just where I'm going I've been running, in your direction
And tomorrow, it's a little overwhelming,
And the air is cold,
And I'm not the same anymore.
For too long now,
I've lost my own reflection,
And I can't look down,
If you're not there to catch me when I fall."
Sang Robin softly, as he padded along the hospital hall. His friends (all disguised to pass for human) were behind him, moral support for what he was about to do.
"If this is the moment I stand here on my own
If this is my rite of passage that somehow leads me home
I might be afraid
But it's my turn to be brave
If this is the last chance before we say goodbye
At least it's the first day of the rest of my life
I can't be afraid
Coz it's my turn to be brave..."
The tears fell as he turned the corner, but his voice got stronger. He swallowed and continued as they approached the ward.
"All along all I ever wanted, was to be the light
When your life was daunting.
But I can't see mine...
When I feel as though you're pushing me away.
Well who's to blame, are we making the right choices,
Coz we can't be sure, if we're hearing our own voices
As we close the door, even though we are so desperate to stay..."
They made it to the ward. Alfred greeted them, sad and forlorn. This ward was sectioned off, and the door closed behind them. Not with a noise, but silently. As if it too knew what was to happen.
"If this is the moment I stand here on my own
If this is my rite of passage that somehow leads me home
I might be afraid
But it's my turn to be brave
If this is the last chance before we say goodbye
At least it's the first day of the rest of my life
I can't be afraid
Coz it's my turn to be brave..."
Everyone was silent, apart from Robin, as he made his way to his destination. Though the tears were falling heavier and heavier, his song didn't falter or waver.
"And I might still cry
And I might still bleed
These thorns in my side
This heart on my sleeve!
And lightening may strike,
This ground at my feet
And I might still crash
But I still believe..."
Robin sat by the bed, and looked down at its occupant. His mentor, his father in everything but blood, was laying there. He looked peaceful, as if he was asleep. The machine next to him beeped a regular rhythm, keeping him alive. Robin took a hand in both of his own, and pressed a kiss to it. With one hand still clinging desperately, Robin completed his father's last wish.
He turned the machine off, as the song continued.
"This is the moment I stand here all alone
With everything I have inside, everything I own.
I might be afraid
But it's my turn to be brave.
If this is the last time before we say goodbye
At least it's the first day of the rest of my life
I can't be afraid..."
Robin watched his father's face as the machine whirred and fell silent. His last breath came out as a sigh, and Robin's tears fell. A kiss to the forehead, a smoothing of the sheets and hands positioned, Robin turned and left.
No more tears came.
"Coz it's my turn to be brave..."