Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR, I do not own Frodo. This is just something I thought he would write.
Wounded
( For Frodo)
I am wounded,
Wounded,
They will never heal.
Pierced in the shoulder,
Bit in the neck,
Struck an the arm,
Four fingered left hand.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
They will never heal.
Where will I feel
Hole again?
The ring has left its mark,
Burdened still,
I am part dark.
Forever ill.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
They will never heal.
The Lady's glass is empty,
There is no light left for me.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
And they will never heal.
O Elbereth Gilthoniel,
Will you remember me?
Wounded in this weary land,
There is no healing to be had.
May I come to you?
Will you heal me too?
I am wounded,
Wounded,
And they will never heal.
Sam has Rosie,
I am all alone.
Aragorn has Arwen,
My heart is stone.
I survived it,
But at great cost.
I am scared forever.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
And they will never really heal.
I have saved the Shire,
But not for my self.
I have felt the fire,
O to be an Elf.
They can go for healing,
They can leave it all.
They can regain feeling,
In Elbereth's fair hall.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
And they will never heal.
I used to be so happy,
My days once where bliss,
Now my heart is rent.
O to remember the feel of the Lady's kiss,
But I cannot.
I was welded to fire,
And I am now burned.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
And they will never really heal.
Wounded
( For Frodo)
I am wounded,
Wounded,
They will never heal.
Pierced in the shoulder,
Bit in the neck,
Struck an the arm,
Four fingered left hand.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
They will never heal.
Where will I feel
Hole again?
The ring has left its mark,
Burdened still,
I am part dark.
Forever ill.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
They will never heal.
The Lady's glass is empty,
There is no light left for me.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
And they will never heal.
O Elbereth Gilthoniel,
Will you remember me?
Wounded in this weary land,
There is no healing to be had.
May I come to you?
Will you heal me too?
I am wounded,
Wounded,
And they will never heal.
Sam has Rosie,
I am all alone.
Aragorn has Arwen,
My heart is stone.
I survived it,
But at great cost.
I am scared forever.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
And they will never really heal.
I have saved the Shire,
But not for my self.
I have felt the fire,
O to be an Elf.
They can go for healing,
They can leave it all.
They can regain feeling,
In Elbereth's fair hall.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
And they will never heal.
I used to be so happy,
My days once where bliss,
Now my heart is rent.
O to remember the feel of the Lady's kiss,
But I cannot.
I was welded to fire,
And I am now burned.
I am wounded,
Wounded,
And they will never really heal.
