Your WingsCan you hear all the cries?
Can you see the pain?
Does any of it reach you?
Through the lies and fingers pointing blame?
I opened my eyes
And saw a world full of fear
How can you watch from on high
As I lose all that I hold dear?
I'm down here on my knees
Begging you to hear my prayers
Just need to know that you're still there
Listen as I call your name so please tell me
Do you see my tears?
All I've ever wanted was your love
And to rest under the shelter of you wings
Blood stained pages full of words old as you
Cities falling and children crying
Tell me is this what you wanted us to do?
Are you watching as all mankind is dying?
Will you open your eyes?
Will you see all the pain?
Will you just stand by?
Are all the prayers in vain?
Please, I'm begging you
Take a moment and look
See those of us who still need you
Can you hear me?
I'm calling out to you
Can you see me?
I'm still right here
And I still want to rest
Beneath the shelter of your wings
From Out of Nowhere - Chapter 1Disclaimer: All rights belong to Marvel. I own nothing and no profit is being made.From Out of Nowhere - Chapter 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rating and Warnings: Mature. Contains violence, language, alcohol/drug references, and sexual situations.
Author's Memo: The first chapter of my daemons!AU fic. Artwork for which can be found in my main gallery.
"I knew I'd find you here."
Loki didn't startle at his mother's voice. Of all the people of Asgard only she and Thor still approached him. Still spoke to him. He looked up as she sat in the grass next to him her beautiful nightingale daemon, Hallren, perched on her shoulder.
"How did you know that," he asked as his own daemon, Thazium, peeked out from beneath his legs but did not venture from his hiding spot. "Even Thor has yet to find me here."
Frigg smiled. "Your brother is the one who told me where you were."
Loki looked at her in shock and she patted his hand.
"Thor has been giving you space, Loki," she explained as
A Maker's ThoughtsA Maker's Thoughts1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
How do you tell those you love the most
That you truly want to die?
That you've lost the will the live
Lost the will to even try
I was uncertain of these thoughts at first
When they slowly began to rise
Was I merely going through elder crisis?
Were they merely wicked lies?
Or did I truly yearn for a permanent slumber?
To finally rest my ancient head
Was my desire to greet the burning dawn
Truly what I craved, for the light to be my bed?
When I think on it I have decided
All I have I care not for
Save for the safety of the one I cannot release
This lethal beauty for whom my heart is tore
Not wanting to lose my first turned child
I should have let him go so very long ago
Should have granted him the gift of freedom
But a father's pride refused to let him go
And now the love I have from him
Had nearly taken him from me
Placed in danger, not once but twice
All by my doing, too blind was I too see
Now it's all too late, I've made serious mistakes
I swore I would make amends
At this late in t