Arya’s list: a prayer
Heartbreaker
Nemesis
Backstabber
Judas
Lannister
Pessimist
Human adder
Brutus…
Dear Lord, when did my life get to this?
when did my heart become stone after Judas’ kiss
when did the bitterness claw deep and take root
why did I trust in Julius Caesar’s brute
and that is how life become a game to seek my vengeance
so that one by one, I evicted all my heart’s happy tenants
and sold pounds of flesh and tissue to the crows:
grief, sadness, anger and tumultous woes
and lest I forget who was deserving of my vengeful emotions
night by night, name by name, I practiced my recitations
and my list become somewhat of a vampirous friend
sucking my blood and exhausting me and pulling me into the deep end
Dear Lord, how did I ever let myself get to this
I miss and crave the honesty in a true friend’s kiss
I miss the days of healthy and evergreen shoots
where there was hope and love and laughter even within my broots
when my heart was pure and authentic in it’s penance
so that one by one, rays of light gained entrance
and my flesh and tissue bloomed with every kind of rose:
comfort, happiness, peace and witty prose
and lest I forget how to find my way back to that ocean
the living waters that I can drink to bless me with re-animation
I will seek guidance from You my divine and omnipotent Friend
Giver of my life, Healer of a heart that is spent.
