I'm done with being who you want me to be,
Cuz I can't be that person anymore .
I need to spread my wings,
I need to be who I really am,
I'm done with being the doormat,
I'm done with saying yes when I really wanna say no!
I'm done with hiding behind my walls and mask,
I wanna fly,I wanna fight for who I am inside .
I won't bow down anymore,
I won't break if I fall.
I will rise.
Can you feel it, I wonder?
The sand that slowly slips away.
The inexorable march of time,
Ticking away at you,
Piece by piece.
You crumble.
Regret, anguish; there is no joy in what comes.
All you have left are 'what if' memories,
Eating away at you, like maggots on the skin.
So deep was the pain inside of you,
So bitter the desire for change;
You even came crawling back to me,
Begging for another chance.
I wonder,
Shall I give it to you?
The Ties That Bind Us by ClockworkAngel19, literature
Literature
The Ties That Bind Us
DISCLAIMER: The following story contains spoilers for Fire Emblem: Awakening. If you have not finished or played this game and plan to in the near future and do not want to spoil the ending, do not read this story. You have been warned.
“Now Robin! This is our chance! I’m going to finish it!”
I don’t know how we did it, but we did it. The road has been long and arduous, but we’ve stuck together to the end. Now here we are, standing on the back of the Fell Dragon Grima; his vessel, a reflection of myself, fallen to his knees in defeat. His Grimleal soldiers began to dissipate around us as Chrom advances, Falchio
The cherry blossoms were sweet and pink
When we ran through them as children,
You the perfect prince, me always having to be reminded I was a princess.
Chon’sin was never so beautiful as it was in those days... ...
The war was bitter and red
Stained the grounds we used to run on.
And among the blood, yours.
When I walk now through the gardens,
I see the flush blossoms of life, dancing in the wind
And the pale petals are torn from the flowers
And fall
Gone
Forever... ...
Do the flowers mourn, too, when they lose the part that makes them what they are?
The tears are salty and clear.
I am everyone
That has been.
I am everyone
That is.
I am everyone
That will be.
I spend time with me,
And me alone,
Because I am
The only one
That keeps me guessing.
The tides command me
awoken free,
and lost at sea,
I am everywhere
and nowhere
like the god
that never was.
My eyes are closed
as dawn unfolds
my body posed
to accept that rush
of summer’s lush
so that I’ll wake
and truly be, once more.