Those Words (Unofficial Title)A Poem by AliciaBWARNING! Major spoilers for Thor: The Dark World.
Loki’s Unspoken Elegy
Hello, Mother.
Don’t make this worse, you say?
Define worse.
What about the fact you’re not my mother?
What about the fact that you are dead?
I make everything worse;
It’s in my nature.
No matter what you’ve said about me,
This is what I am.
But you tried to make me better.
You tried to give me light within the shadow.
You gave me an identity -
An identity I learned to be a lie.
And I disowned you.
I cut you from my heart with words of severing,
Not realizing how much they would hurt me too.
I watched the soft light shimmer into nothing,
And that was the last I saw of you.
If there is anything that I regret,
It is those words.
What made you want to shine into my darkness?
What made you want to care for me at all?
What did you think
When he placed me in your arms?
What did you see?
A monster? And enemy?
An abandoned waif, unworthy of my own blood?
How can I have meant anything to you?
I never realized how much you meant to me.
Long ago, I asked if I was cursed.
I was told no,
But I think it was a lie.
I spoke the words that let the monster find you.
In truth, you were killed by two monsters,
One a dark-skinned fiend of scarlet fire,
The other pale, with eyes of blue-green ice.
We were not so different, it and I.
Cursed,
With blood as cold as the words which passed my lips,
Sealing your fate.
If there is anything that I regret,
It is those words.
Shame is often found a friend of guilt,
And shame’s accomplice is humiliation,
Whose bite I’ve known so well.
I’ve been beaten,
Muzzled,
Chained around the neck -
For all your talk of sonship,
Treated like a beast.
It was nothing I couldn’t handle, though.
Once, I might have believed that I deserved it.
The cruelest thing he did to me
Was to leave me behind, alone;
Free to move,
Free to speak,
But never able to come and say goodbye.
I had to lift the lantern with my heart
And watch the rising lights within my mind.
Perhaps if I could look upon your face,
Or hold your gentle fingers one last time,
It would be easier to let go.
But even that was taken from me.
So I am left with naught but my final words to you,
The words of severing.
If there is anything that I regret,
It is those words.
Goodbye, Mother.
© 2016 AliciaBAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on August 14, 2016 Last Updated on August 14, 2016 AuthorAliciaBAboutI love running, drawing, reading, and writing (obviously). I am an absolute nerd and a huge fan of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit. I am Roman Catholic, I have three younger sisters, and I am reall.. more..Writing
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