Lies

by Miss Lacy

A little stab at poetry. Based off the events at Camlann, non-specificly focused on Merlin's reaction to Morgana's death. Specifically focused on Merlin's reaction to his destiny, you know, not happening. (Still not over it!) Mergana if you squint.

And I look up

With cold dead eyes

Underneath black

And sooty skies

As my tongue twists lies

And lies

And lies

And I cover my ears

To muffle the cries

The rain runs red

From blood filled skies

As my tongue twists lies

And lies

And lies

And I stare down

On cold dying eyes

Her breathing gasps

Her final sighs

Maybe I haven't been so wise

My blood turns cold

I drop the hilt

An overwhelming sense of guilt

And only then

Do I realize

My ashy mouth is thick with lies

My jumbled thoughts were forged on lies

My hands are cobblers of deceit

I walk my path on falsehood feet

My heart's been pounding an artificial beat

But it's too late

To ask the whys

I do nothing as she dies

And sink back down

Into my lies

Lies

Lies

And I pity

The man who tries

Tries to fathom

Out the whys

Beneath these black

And sooty skies

Where red runs up

And anguish cries

But it's too late

To break the ties

It's too late

To stop the lies

I've gone too far

To remove this guise

And so I simply

Close my eyes

I turn my head

As another friend dies

And my tongue twists lies

And lies

And lies