Odyssey

I'm still not dead (and this is not an attempt to tempt fate!), plus, I have a new scribble! And plus-plus, it's officially been a month since The Rasmus concert. I still see it clearly as it was an hour ago. It's 9:20 pm and a month ago at that time we were rocking like hell. Still, many more await, I hope. About Odyssey, it's again like a story in rhymes, but longer like hell! I spent 3 hours writing it, and about a month thinking about it and how to put it together. Speaking of rhymes... I found the greatest thing EVER! I probably sound like someone who discovered America and no one told them about Columbus. So what I found - I found an online rhyme dictionary! What's cooler than that?! (I have more answers to that than you, but still that IS pretty cool) Now my hardest decisions won't be what word to think of that can rhyme with something else, but which one of all the 300 I should use.... It's great! ^^

"Well we crossed the line, so slow down a little,
come and go around, and let the things just settle..."



They were sitting on a rock floating really high in space
He was choking, barely breathing, she was staring at his face.
"Air, please, I beg you", she could hardly hear him whisper,
then stood up with finger on the trigger and told the poor weeper:

"Air is for losers, boy, you don't need it anymore.
See that pile of dust right there? It's the heart you cruelly tore.
And our home is gone as well - the monsters won the battle,
and the earth was calm again after having them all strangled.

The sun was finally sent to its eternal slumber,
and this rock is all that's left now for us to wander.
I guess you won't be here very long, since you're choking to death,
But there's a time for one last song, so please hold your breath."

His eyes were bleeding and he could feel the cosmic chill,
but yes, he could clearly see her, and his heart was beating still.
"What on earth have you done?", he murmured, with a few drops of blood.
"Oh, on earth I did nothing", she replied, "... but to the others - everything I could.

It's just you and me, my, oh, so beloved stranger,
so keep it down and die quietly or you will try my anger."
"But they did nothing wrong at all to you!", suddenly she heard him say.
She turned around, her teared eyes fell, and cried, "Everyone looks the same on X-ray".

"You won't find fame and glory like this, I trust you will agree."
"Oh, I know, it will end soon - you see, history remembers victory."
They stood silent for a while, wrapped their thoughts in spider nets,
on their little sad exile, awaiting death, but not dead yet.

"Will you spare a thought for me?", he asked, nearly passing, "Just every once in a while?"
"....No", she answered with no sign of glee. "You did it to yourself, so shut up and smile."
She looked him from above and added, "Just one thing left to keep you calm......
always look up, 'cause that's where your doom will come from!"