Find the River

Hey now, little speedyhead,
the read on the speedmeter says
you have to go to task in the city

She sat there alone, as the tears crept down her face. Everything had fallen apart, everything she had built was going. But wasn't that what happened? When you built on bad foundations, didn't it always fall to the ground? Why had she thought that this would work out any differently? It was so stupid; she'd let her want for control blind her to what was going to happen. And now, there was no one left to turn to; that was her fault too. All she had was the dark master she had foolishly aligned herself with.

Where people drown and people serve.
Don't be shy. Your just deserve
is only just light years to go.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming near her. Had he come back to punish her again? But then a familiar voice said her name. "Terra?" Beast Boy! He'd come... no not to save her. To destroy her. Well, she had earned it, she wouldn't stop him. "Destroy me, quick!" "What?" he said. "Isn't that what you want?" she cried out. "Hurry before.." Suddenly, the pain ripped through her again. Slade was back, and now, Beast Boy was going to die. But maybe he would destroy her instead. Yes, that had to be her hope now.

Me, my thoughts are flower strewn
ocean storm, bayberry moon.
I have got to leave to find my way.
Watch the road and memorize
this life that pass before my eyes.
Nothing is going my way.

"Don't let him control you!" he yelled as he dodged her assault. "I can't he's too strong!" she cried. "Stop lying! You always had a choice. You choose to betray us, you chose to work for Slade, and you're choosing to let him control you." He walked up to her and looked her right in the eyes. "Slade isn't doing this Terra, you are!" "NOO!: she screamed as the earth itself moved in her rage. There was a huge cloud of dust and when it cleared, he was stuck under a rock. "Very good apprentice." said Slade, as he used her body to fashion a giant spike right over his head. God, she couldn't let this happen, not after all they had been through together. But her control was gone.. wasn't it? Was she just giving up? Before she could answer, the other Titans raced in. "Don't do it!" they kept screaming at her. "I gave you an order!" Slade yelled back. The voices began to mix in her head; she didn't know what to do.

The ocean is the river's goal,
a need to leave the water knows
We're closer now than light years to go.

Then he spoke. His voice was all that she needed. "I'm sorry, Beast Boy. For everything I've done." Then, gathering all the strength left in her, she ignored Slade's commands and hurled the spike at him. He dodged it, but she continued to fight. He wouldn't control her ever again.


I have got to find the river,
bergamot and vetiver
run through my head and fall away.
Leave the road and memorize
this life that pass before my eyes.
Nothing is going my way.

She floated up to the top of cliff. He was gone, at long last. But what about her? Could the Titans take her back? Would they? But as she floated down, she realized that the goun below them was shaking. "It's a volcano!" yelled Cyborg. "And it's too big to stop." "Everybody out!" yelled Robin. The Titans started to leave, but he stayed behind. For her, she realized. But he couldn't stay. No, not now. she was finally free of Slade, and it was time to make amends.


There's no one left to take the lead,
but I tell you and you can see
we're closer now than light years to go.
Pick up here and chase the ride.
The river empties to the tide.
Fall into the ocean.

"We have to go Terra!" he yelled. "No, I have to stay." She answered. "Why?" "Because I'm the only one who can do anything." "It's too late." She smiled, and said, "It's never too late." He looked at her a moment longer, then embraced her. As the tears fell down her face, she said, "You were the best friend I ever had." They parted, and after one last look he left with the others. Terra stood for a moment, then began to gather all her strength. She didn't know if she would survive this, or if she would ever see them again. She wondered if they would remember her after all she had done. But then she remembered something her father had said to her once. "Everyone gets a chance to do one great thing in their lives. It's what they do in that moment that decides who they are." She hoped that was true. Her strength reached it's max, and with one last cry of fury, she let it loose........


The river to the ocean goes,
a fortune for the undertow.
None of this is going my way.
There is nothing left to throw
of Ginger, lemon, indigo,
coriander stem and rose of hay.
Strength and courage overrides
the privileged and weary eyes
of river poet search naivete.
Pick up here and chase the ride.
The river empties to the tide.
All of this is coming your way.

And that's the end. Thanks to everybody who read and reviewed something I've wanted to do for a very long time.