Lost (Clark’s POV)
DJ Dubois
July 2004


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Spoilers: Covenant. (Based on very last scene that we see)

I float in the dark
Head on my knees
Fear’s easy mark
For my misdeeds

Two worlds pull
Seeking my pledge
Of devotion full
And thus, the edge

My Old World
It’s so cold
Machiavelli unfurled
Its manipulations bold

My father denied
My heart’s desire
Ordering me to hide
From Love’s fire.

I float in the dark
Head on my knees
Fear’s easy mark
For my misdeeds

Of Earth’s love
Many levels there are
Each fits like a glove
Each diverse as the stars

My parents care
Giving all they own
Much do they dare
To keep me as their own

My friends as well
They care too
For me they’d cross Hell
Their tears falling like dew

To my love
Alas! How cruel I am
Denying my dove
Truly my actions do me damn
I float in the dark
Head on my knees
Fear’s easy mark
For my misdeeds

Now I wait
For the end
I myself do hate
For daring to offend

“If only we listened!”
Assert my tears
As on my face they glistened
Affirming my fears

Everyone’s left
I can’t complain though
To them, I was deaf
Treating each like a foe

Do I deserve this fate?
Why should I suffer?
Is it too late
To erect a buffer?

Can’t these two planes
Learn to co-exist?
My deeds, their gains
Not a prize to be wrest?

Ah, that thought
Is beyond hope now
As Despair has brought
My dreams crashing down

Yet I recall
Undecided is my doom
I haven’t hit any wall
Hope’s flower may yet bloom!

If attentively I hear
If I really take heed
Of Love’s words dear
From here, I’ll be free.



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