smileyfox148: Bonjour, back with another chapter! I've been feeling poetic lately, and somehow this came out of it… 0_o. I needed a break from writing traditional fiction.
By the by, on with the show!
)(Daddy - NiGHTS' Poem)(
Daddy, I'm sorry.
Don't think that it's to you.
You, who made me feel like everything.
You, who told me I was nothing.
It's to him, who hurt me more than you ever could.
Him, who locked me away,
Him, who made me cry, but loved me more than his heart could hold.
)()(
Daddy, I miss it.
The way we used to be.
When tears were only for too much laughter,
And grins for the happy times.
When the dark I viewed as comfort,
Your hands, a glad embrace
That made my fears go away.
)()(
Daddy, tell me lies.
Don't spare any sugar and honey,
Tell me of once upon a time,
And bittersweet lullabies
Of a place no war could touch.
That I desperately believed in, but knew
In the back of my mind were false.
)()(
Daddy, make me cry.
For the fairies you crushed
To build me a place my own.
Hear my screams
When ghosts whisper through the floorboards,
Wondering where they are
And why.
)()(
Daddy, I'm leaving.
Don't act like you care.
This house isn't my home.
Threaten, like you always do.
Try to make me regret,
But you cannot make me stay.
Nobody can.
)()(
Daddy, why did you do it?
He's not the one who abandoned you.
Slash his eyes.
Murder his soul.
Brake him into pieces
That won't fit together without force.
That will fall into ash, more ruined than before.
)()(
Daddy, imprison me.
Don't make me fight him.
Make it look like a graceful waltz.
Then trap me in a palace of crystal glass.
Hide me away,
Because you're too much of a coward
To finish me off.
)()(
Daddy, I made friends.
With hearts that sing like the purest birds.
Eyes that shine with hope.
Whose hands work with courage,
And minds with intelligence, with wisdom,
Ready to face the tempest
Of your disapproval.
)()(
Daddy, I hate you.
Don't forget to send him after me.
So we can dance once again
Your bloody ballet.
Allow us to entertain you,
For he and I are no more than puppets
Who's strings you snapped.
)()(
Daddy, I'm a murderer.
But let me forget who I once was.
Let me drown in folds of self worth
And status, intoxicating like poison.
I will ruin everything.
The lives of friends,
And the innocence dreams.
)()(
Daddy, when will you learn?
Don't learn from the past.
But hear only the ambition of kings.
Learn the lesson you taught us well,
That when you give your life,
And love,
In the end, it all dies.
)()(
She placed down the light blue quill, rubbing her fingers together to try and remove the ink residue. She sighed, placing her purple horned head on the oak desk she sat behind with a lifeless thump. She chuckled, "To think I could be trapped again… but in paperwork, not an Ideya Capture…" She glanced out the window of her Governess Suite (Referred to her as 'The Office'). Her heart leaped, longing to ride the night sky.
She was pulled from her musings by a small rap on the door. She inhaled sharply, cramming the still wet paper into a drawer.
"I-it's open!" she stuttered.
A small black figure floated in, a victorious grin on his face. "M'lady, I have something of great interest I would like you to see." The gruff Nightopian gestured out the door. "This may... brighten your day, a bit." He smiled kindly.
The Nightmaren gulped. "Am I truly that readable, General?" She let slip a small laugh. She stood, normal spirit in her once again. "Well, what're we waiting for? Lead the way!" The general smirked.
"As you wish, Protector NiGHTS."
Review! Please please please!
Jackle's poem up next.
- smileyfox148