VoiceOfAmaya

I am nothing but a visitor, I’ll soon be on my way. You will one day forget me For I am yesterday Try as you might You can’t keep me So keep your eyes on the path You were meant to leave I hold many faces, None of which is my own I am the girl down the street The teacher you thought was 100 years old The best friend that fell in love And never looked back The girl you liked when you were 8 Who always seemed to have the best snacks Yes, I am the past The people you left behind I’m all the things you’ve done Worthwhile moments and Wasted time...

It's nice to see you here my friend! After so long we meet again! Come, have a seat. There is plenty of room. My other guests shall be here soon. Oh dear! Why do you look so sad? Think of this as a reunion, a time to be glad. How is your brother? Does he have a wife? We haven't talked in ages! How is your life? Mother? Why the solemn look on your face? This garden venue you chose is a most exquisite place. Birds in the trees, Grass, flowers, Stones Quite a beautiful place for one such as me to call home. Everyone garbed in black and white. Against the reddish sky, onyx ravens take flight Now the Sun journeys down and so must I... After all

Drops upon the clear glass... Seeped in through the hairline cracks... Echoing through the hollow air... Staining the earthen soil below... Thick and crimson, the liquid falls... Quick as a falling boulder... Born for hope and happiness... Formed from pain and tears... Heaven cries to save our souls... Rain falls sweet and clear... Hell launches the crystal blade... Swirling close, the end is near... Drops upon the clear glass... Seeped in through the hairline cracks... An angel breathes her last... Her blood staining the earthen soil below...

I guess the world could do with one less Black Sheep in the family The world is so full of bad people; Killers, Con men, Thieves. I guess there was no more room for lil' ol' me I never wanted my life to end But fate had another plan I wanted to set things right I did the best I can I threw myself against the door On that dark starless night I ran, screamed, kept up the fight I did the best I could... Just wanted to make it out alive I guess Fate did it by design It couldn't have been a mistake So long as I was kind Never did harm to hose I hate Probably I'd done it all When My Life Went Up In Flames...

I remember little Of my life before this Before my fate was sealed By a poisoned kiss I never dreamed of safety I stood on my own Steeled my nerves My blood turned to chrome They called me the victor Yet I lost my soul I left with nothing My scars will forever show Each night I wanted to cry For my battles were for naught I’d just smile and tell myself lies “It’s alright. Just do as you’re taught.” But shedding tears is a luxury It is one I can’t afford Laughter is a future One I can't look towards Your demise will be swift You made me who I am Your pain? Tremendous. I'll make sure i

Amaya    Why now? Of all the times for that skirt-chaser to show up it had to be now! Ugh…    “What are you going to do?” Arthur whispered. It’s creepy how he sometimes knows what I’m thinking; nobody else seems to. “We are both well aware that Maximus isn’t really one to take any heed to advice when he is… upset.” He whispered. “Especially from you.”    “I can’t just stay here. It doesn’t feel right.” I replied. I could hear him chuckling, and although I enjoyed being the cause of such a rare moment, I had a feeling he was laughing at me.    &ld

Violet    Where is she? I thought to myself. Amaya was supposed to meet me hours ago! Ugh! Of all the times to be late it has to be now! “Princess. Lady Violet.” The servant I had sent out a while ago finally returned, bowing low at the door. ”Lady Amaya and Lord Arthur have arrived.” Both Amaya and Arthur were standing at the door, looking as if they had a race or something. Amaya was being oddly proper as she curtsied with a surprising amount of grace, which looked rather odd since she was wearing her unorthodox mix of armor and civilian wear that only she could pull off. She glanced at Arthur as if they shared a s

Violet    And so we sat there waiting for Princess Adaline, Arthur or Lord Urdath to show up; besides, they were going to follow after us anyway once Urdath was done telling the Princess…whatever it is he needed to tell her. In the mean time, we talked about the recent events that have been going on, like what has been happening in the Kingdom and Alexander and Amaya’s recent adventure. In fact, Amaya had just finished narrating her tale.    “You two are lucky you are both well traveled,” I commented enviously. To be honest, I really was rather envious of them. They always got to go places far and wide all over th

Amaya “Hey look! Our little lyre bird is back!” Someone yelled from the other side of the room as I jumped off the banister. A tipsy middle-aged man waddled over and enveloped me I a suffocating hug. “Hello Gut,” I said, my face crushed into his shirt. He smelt of beer and smoke and his grip was starting to cut off my air supply. “Uhh… Gut? Air? Please?” “Sorry love. I guess I forgot my own strength.” He said as he flexed his arms. I laughed as he lost his balance, landing right on his rump. “A little help hon’?” “You may have had one too many pints, I fear.&rdquo