The Last to Lose
Written November 1105 – For my brother Pompeii whose death sent me one way, and Boris who cursed me to leave that path behind.
He spoke to me from beyond the Void,
A letter to send upon his death.
So sorry for the pain and sorry for the loneliness,
He said like he really cared.
It was the one he couldn’t avoid
His one final chance to shine
To do more than Mother and be more than Father
And he tells me not to complain.
If only he knew his efforts were void
A waste of his life and breath.
If there’d been no more rituals and no more habitual -
Fighting for what we both dared.
But my brother has passed beyond the Void
And I’ve done my best to cope.
I followed my duty and followed my legacy
And closed up my heart to hope.
He took my hand across the Void
A boy with eyes just for me
But I sent him away and he went astray
And cursed me the beauty to see.
Here we stand, the Lancemen Void
And I smile now until it hurts.
They say this is better, they say this is brighter
They don’t see where it cuts.
Was this the fate I could never avoid?
To be trapped in this fakity.
So I failed the test though I tried my best
Now I fear I will never be free.
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(OC Author - Amanda Hill)