Memories consume Like opening the wound I'm picking me apart again You all assume I'm safe here in my room (unless I try to start again)
Einon climbed up the stairs to his room and shut the hatch. It was a clear,starry night outside his window. It had been another hard day with more peasents rebelling. What the hell was wrong with them? Why wouldn't they just listen and do what they are told?
The king took out his dagger and studied the shiny blade. How he loved to see blood stain the silvery blade. Maybe he could kill another tommorrow.
I don't want to be the one The battles always choose 'Cause inside I realize That I'm the one confused
Einon put the dagger down and stared at the arrow he hung on his wall. Remembering the day he became king,he looked away. His greed always felt so good when he got his way.
I don't know what's worth fighting for Or why I have to scream I don't know why I instigate And say what I don't mean I don't know how I got this way I know it's not alright So I'm Breaking the habit Tonight
In his mind,Einon heard voices.
"Shut up," he said. They wouldn't stop. He cluthced his head,almost tearing at his hair.
'You killed,' whispered one voice. 'You killed the innocent'
"SILENCE! I DID NOT!"
'Of course you did.'
Clutching my cure I tightly lock the door I try to catch my breath again I hurt much more Than anytime before I had no options left again
Einon stamped his foot and screamed out in frustration. Why wasn't someone here? Why didn't his mother come to comfort him,though she had stopped when he became a king,hiding in the shadows to escape her cruel offspring.
He sat on his bed,wrapping his arms around his stomach and breathing hard. What was wrong with him?
I'll paint it on the walls 'Cause I'm the one at fault I'll never fight again And this is how it ends
He grabbed his dagger and ran the edge on his skin,only a scrape. He pushed it a bit harder,cutting the skin. Blood oozed out of the wound,staining the sharp edge. Einon felt better as pain washed over him. He grabbed a cloth and put it over the wound. What a wonderful feeling. Almost as good as being with a woman.
I don't know what's worth fighting for Or why I have to scream But now I have some clarity To show you what I mean I don't know how I got this I'll never be alright So I'm Breaking the habit Breaking the habit Tonight
Einon looked out the window again,searching until he found what he wanted to see. He found the Dragon constellation of the many pure hearted dragons that died. This came as a comfort to him as he laid down,his hand grasping the wound and he fell asleep.
(See what happens?)