Ian Nottingham's Poem

Disclaimer- I own the words I don't own the characters. My life sucks! I'd willingly take Ian Nottingham off whoever owns him's hands.

I'm having problems with my uploading so this is going to look all run together stupid thing!

Why can't you accept the poetic knight I am?

Why must I bleed constantly just for you?

Do you enjoy pushing me away from my goal?

Am I nothing more then *his* dog in your eyes?

Oh, why do those jaded eyes hate me so?

Why do those ruby lips thin and spit venom?

Why do they utter curses and harsh words to me?

Why am I the punching bag for your frustration?

You ask me to disobey my direct orders.

I cannot do that no matter how much I wish to.

I come close to crying when I cannot help you.

I cannot pick between my loyalties no matter what.

Oh, why must I be bound by duty and loyalty?

Why can't I easily serve you the way you need?

Why must my honor bind me to my master?

Why can't I break away from *him* to serve you?

Eventually I shall but when I shall not know.

Soon you will prevail over *him* and I shall be free.

Free to stand, protect and serve you and only you.

The Witchblade and I await that triumphant day.