The burden in my arms weigh me down
The fire in my leg burns me to the core
The pain creates needles in my eyes
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Then I fall
.
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My burdens fall
My body falls
And the deadly silence falls
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Replaced instead by noise
Clang
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The fire in my leg is an inferno
White noise fills my ears
Leaving room for the pain
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The worn edge of the stairs strikes my back
The breath that leaves my lungs gives me nothing to scream with
My friends are silent, or is that the white noise
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The shouts of men fad into my sensory
I don't want to see my friends
I lead the men here
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I can feel their disappointment
I feel my uncles shame
I know he didn't want me to come
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I hear the steps of men coming
I struggle to sit up
Only to have a meaty arm push me down
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There is cold at my neck
Making my skin turn into goose-flesh
A knife
.
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This knife threatens me
Dares me to move
See how far I can go before it spills my life
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I try to relax
I see Thorin's sapphires
They burn with disappointment
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I have always felt below him
Like I have always let him down
Always below him
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Never an equal
I am only a burden
Never an equal
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There is only one thing in this room that makes us equal
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A knife to the throat
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