of all things I've been taught to believe
and let life bring me grace right here
dreams set me free from all of my fears
once I do, I hold my breath and smile
thinking of you and how you'd look like
a beauty of an angle and a white beam
a body of a knight and a smile of a prince that I'd love
never met that man, but I see him only when I dream
not crazy yet, nor am for creating an imaginary "life"
I live in a world doesn't yet exist
for you and for everyone else
O tenderness, he breathes too
my heart beat fast when he's near
can't feel my limps shaking
my soul is flying of nervousness
I love that beauty of your face
and that body that held your soul in
oh your eyes , I'd look into those scarlet eyes forever
and feel the same way every time I do
please be true, be true and hold me till I die
be the knight
be the gentleman that would cherish me
be my world, be everything I ever hoped for
Destiny might lead me to you
out of my craving soul, I prayed for his existence
and woke up on the sound of the rain drops on my roof
the night was not just any night
the sun came up, and I was serving the Queen
she whispered "it's the end", "it's near I can feel it Margaret"
I hesitated "are you alright my Queen?"
"you don't understand"
"I try to understand, my Queen"
she burst into tears, "forgive me O, Lord!"
"But I can help you" I said wooing
"unless you can put my pain into ease"
then she started to breath so fast as if she never did
and I begun to write the story of " the Queen Katherine Baratheon"
my dreams faded away, with every visit to the Castle
with every breath I take, I step further away
from everything I've lived and hoped for
under the command of the Queen I shall write for her evermore
her story, for one day to be told
to the world shall hear that tragic story
for her life to end soon
O God bless her soul
let me adjust to the sadness, and pain in my heart
that I've felt since she spoke those words of sadness
life never been easy before and it will never be now
I came to understand dreams are nonsense
when you dream; you live in that "nonsense" part of reality
wide awake at night, thinking of my Knight
and my Queen, which one I shall pursuit
the knight wont be here, not now not ever
but my Queen will give me fortune that I've never dreamed of
it's a matter of a choice, and time is not on my side
I shall work harder to feed my family
the source of my happiness
no more starving days, not a single day in the year
I ran the next morning with my bared feet
they bled till I reached the Queen's room
I asked her to forgive me for ruining her floor with my dirty bloody feet
she smiled "don't mind that, you served that floor for years"
"I shall write now my Queen"
She started of with stranger words than before;
"we are the night, the dark and everything evil
how our hearts became as strong as steel
and body with no tenderness and soul"
my whole life as a Queen, never enjoyed this luxury life
not a second, with all the money and lands I own
I've nothing to hold on to, am just poor as you
hollow as a bottle of wine
she stayed silent for few hours, and I kept waiting for her to speak
stood up and kept staring at her window
and never moved a side
but kept staring at that window, till it rained
"Go home now, and let me have some sleep"
"right away my Queen"
felt for her sorrow beneath that weak, skinny body
and the voice that's full of pain, with eyes full of tears
after that rainy night, we started off again
to complete the untold story of that beauty queen
sat where I can see her face clearly
and this time she brought a little black book
"shall we?"
"yes my Queen"
"make sure you write every word comes out of my mouth"
nodded in agreement
"I had a lover Margaret, a lover!!"
"yes of course my lady, My king and yours"
"my lover wasn't my husband and he'll never be" cried
"then who is he my lady, and what happen to that love of yours"
"Skip that part till another day, when the sunrises and the land starts to glow"
"as you wish my Lady"
smiled at me, "you serve me well Margaret Parr"
"it's my pleasure"
let me tell you how my heart aches
how it burns my soul, like the acids on my skin
everything was taken away from me
no exception, but I've realized life is not a ring on my finger
nonetheless, I believe in fire that burns the flesh
I believe in water that drowns the soul
I believe in all as well as the sun and the moon
I believe of a bravery man and his heart
with everything I see or even hear
and what I touch and taste
I shall behold thee within me
right here *touched her chest* till the end of the world
I shall believe till men drag me to my grave
with a pity in my heart for all those men
to live without that pure love and believe
but I only pity them who live among us
like stones no soul, no imagination or a slight of faith
in all and all that surrounds us with their existence
*Margaret Parr = the servant, the writer
*Katherine Baratheon = the Queen
