Always the outsider
With a timid smile that carried the weight of your soul
You took delight in your animal friends
Especially your tiny bull
Dreams of flight ran through your mind
The ability to soar into the air
Cruelly stolen by she who was your friend
As she cast you down into the abyss
Flight was what you dreamed of
As you laid there in the dust
Unable to move, unable to walk
Unable to see what would come
Then came the game
All at once, a whirlwind of emotion
Flight, friendship, enemies, dreams
Romance both red and black
All too brief and fleeting to last
But good while in the moment
After that came the destroyer
Snatching victory from your clutching fingers
And tossing you and all you cared about
Into a whirlwind of chaotic events
Strange aliens of your creation
Feelings for people newly met
The ability to walk once more
(Albeit gained by chainsaw)
And the wisdom to guide the younglings through
Doomsday was just around the corner
As she who called herself friend would prove
She provided the bait, the temptation, the sting
To make you call up arms again
And confront the Thief who took everything
Victory was not to be yours
As before, she won the battle of wills
Though now, she took more than your spine
Sleep now, little Nitram
Your journey is now over
Walk far on legs strong and sure
To lands you never knew
Rap off with the cool pale skin'd boy
Dream of better times
Whatever you do, know that you are done
And that we still care
Adios, Toreador
And find your peace tonight.