Author's Note: This is a poem cutting under Auron's skin, finding out what he hides and what he can't tell his friends...Goes well with my novelisation
Trace along the scar,
And cut under the skin.
Find what I feel inside,
And what I hide within.
I was but a boy!
How could I
Defend a man
Who wanted to die?
First it was duty,
First it was cold.
I knew he would leave;
Many times I had been told!
"Do not bond," I said.
"To the vanquisher of Sin.
He will leave you utterly,
So don't let love in!"
I should have listened
To this very good advice,
But his eyes froze me through
Just like a cockatrice!
They were filled to the brim
With love and compassion,
So I fell into the trap,
Deeper than I could imagine.
He was more than a friend,
For I had never had one;
While he carried happy memories
I had NONE!
I embraced him as a friend
Because he was my first,
And while he knew me best,
I knew him worst.
Yuna was his girl
That I never really met,
Yet her face was filled with sorrow,
So much I could never forget.
He had so much to lose,
And nothing left to gain,
Nothing to give the world
Except relieving their pain
For a moment, for an hour;
They could feel the cool balm.
But, as all know,
There is an end to every Calm.
It would be a great lie
To say he was the only
Friend I ever made;
Indeed, I was never lonely.
Who could ignore him?
And who could forget
One of the best guardians,
By the name of Jecht?
He was disgusting
To look at and behold,
Even if he was a blitz star
(Or, so I am told).
He was one who teased,
Who taunted, who scoffed
Who could laugh so hard
You'd think his head would fall off.
His outside was calloused,
But sensitive underneath.
He would get defensive
Until his wall was breached.
Then he'd spill his guts
For everyone to see
How much he missed his home
And needed his family.
He urgently made me promise
To take care of his son.
I immediately agreed,
Not knowing what I'd done.
None can tell the future
Or see what it may hold,
Whether it be black
Or whether it be gold.
Since then, I've travelled much,
And many places I've been;
Because I promised a friend,
I now have a kin.
Again, I thought it duty;
I considered it a task,
So I tied up all my feelings
And always wore a mask.
He thought I was heartless
And cold, barely a man.
When I think back on myself,
Well, maybe I am!
It could not be a family
When the father was not there
I tried to fill that place,
But he thought I didn't care
That his father was gone
And his mother was dead,
That he had nowhere to run
And nowhere to lay his head.
I wanted to say,
"Lean on me,
Tell me your troubles
And let me be
The one you love,
The one you trust.
Please don't shut me out
With one final thrust!"
But I didn't say it,
As you might have guessed.
He shouted at me.
He would always protest
Against my every effort
To help him out;
Instead of a calm voice,
He would only ever shout.
I'm not sure how it happened
Or what made him change,
But his thoughts fell apart
And now are rearranged.
I wouldn't go so far
As to say that he's a son,
For I don't know what it's like;
I've never had one!
I can see clearly now,
Though my vision is only half
Of what it was before,
So go ahead and laugh!
But when I look at his face,
And when I watch him smile,
I know that this friendship
Was definitely worth the trial.
This is what I hide,
And this is what's within.
Trace along the scar,
And GET OUT OF MY SKIN!
