How could you be that clueless?
Your actions are frustrating, and the games you play look foolish
Tell me why
You decide, and the reasons that you do this
Words fall flat and I'm tired
Of all the lying excuses
Trying to antagonise
Intentional sparked fuse's
I see the spite behind those eyes
Yet it's only you who loses
I quit a life of trickery
No longer do I choose this
TOO CLOSE TO THE EDGE
Whether one is in a state of fury
Or even lost in sad desperation
Never to antagonise the jury
When they review all the information
And they approach their deliberation
The verdict can be either good or bad
When this trial is over you will be glad
The outcome will be prison or locked ward
Perhaps the best is to declare me mad
And never trust me again with a sword
Of Stone
The man loved the lady. He took her to his tower. They lived there for seventy five years, happy. Their happiness was the Truth. Their Truth. It was between them and no one else. Nobody could take it away from them.
There was one who tried. He almost succeeded, early on. He was a fighter of the dark elements. Untouched by light, like the couple. Who were brought together for a reason. It was unknown. Did their enemy know why? Was he responsible?
He was for making them closer when he chose to antagonise her new love interest, who was soon the permanent love interest. His mania was unfounded and brought on and controlled by his jealousy.
This why the couple moved to their tower. It was safe, offered great views and had an excellent entertainment system. They lived a basic life and it was fine. What mattered was having each other. His lady, her ex had no one, just his twisted hate and jealousy. Poor evil dangerous creature.
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