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Saturday 23rd, Feb (part 1)Saturday 23rd, FebMore Like This
My heart was pounding, I was nervous. More nervous than I'd ever been in my life. I could perform on a stage in front of a couple hundred people, yeah fine, but this; whole different story. I was walking, very fast, I couldn't be late! How could I let it go if I was? I mean, I wanted to seem casual, yeah casual is the way to go about this. Cas-u-aaaaal.
Run across the road, up some steps. Into the car park. Why was I so nervous? I'd met her before? Yeah but there were other people around then, wasn't there?, my brain answered for me. Yeah, damn, this time it's just me and her. Me and her. Her and I. Let's take a minute
The ruined King's poemHe's still sitting here on this empty room's floor;More Like This
there isn't a window, there isn't a door,
He's looking around; nobody is here,
He's still alone in this room of pain, cold and fear.
The bleakness cut's him right to his bones,
shattering his visions of kingdomes and thrones,
still ripping his dreams of freedome apart
and tormenting every piece of his heart.
"Oh lord", he growls, "what have i done?
in the name of every priest and nun;
How could you dare to punish me?
I will get my revenge, you'll see..."
Sta.sh
