Lighthouse
The day I lost you
I lost a part of myself.
I was alone in the world,
And there was a void,
Between me and everyone else.
Everyone else, who tried to help,
Tried to give me a shoulder
On which to cry,
Still didn't understand my pain.
For three long years I lived alone,
For three endless years I trained myself;
My body to be strong,
My mind to be quick.
I developed a shell,
To smile when needed,
To pester when necessary.
I cultivated the flame
That grew with each passing day,
For three years that seemed like
Eternity.
Then, you appeared.
You, whom I'd thought dead
For those infinite three.
And when I was taken
By the companions you traveled with,
I didn't know whether to be happy,
Or to be sad.
Sad that I had left my home,
Not knowing if I'd ever see it,
Or those who thought they were my friends,
Ever again,
Or to be happy,
Happy to finally be with you,
Though during those lost years
You had become as silent and stony
As the mask you wore
To shield yourself from prying eyes.
But throughout our travels
The mask began to fall away,
And the old you began to appear.
And now, after all we've been through,
The loss of friends,
The finding of new,
The rejoining of old,
Our quest is finally over.
And staring at the red ball of flame,
Standing with my family,
After all these years,
If I know one thing, it is
That you are my lighthouse,
And you will lead me home.
Luna: You like? Just a little taste of the odd things that go on in my head.
Mold: And remember to REVIEW!! It's the nice thing to do!
