I push through,
I kick the walls down.
I scream at the top of my lungs.

I am in the center,
A room of four walls.
Agony, Dear Agony!!

Kick, Scream, Defeat.
I am in the Center,
Of Survival.

Here's to the last four years.
To the English teacher that changed my way of thinking. Forever.
To the friends (and enemies) I've made along the way.
To the friends that left and the ones that stayed.
The ones that stayed up with me until all hours of the night
When I felt like everything was going to hell.

Here's to that innocent tenth grade fling.
To the feeling of falling in love for the very first time.
To the feeling of telling him how I felt over the phone.
To the feeling of him saying it back.
To performing onstage with friends and goofing off behind the curtain.
To all of the people who told me, "it's not worth it."

Here's to the Health teacher, who I have the utmost respect for.
To that band that I owe everything to.
To that boy who walked to my house in the freezing cold at 2 AM,
The one who ultimately broke me.
To the people who put me back together in the aftermath.
To that other boy who would never give up.

Here's to the times I've said "I hate this so much."
To the countless times I've skipped a day because I didn't want to get up.
To the choir teacher that everyone loved and looked up to.
To the choir that felt like a second family.
To the shy boy that I didn't include in the group project.
To the guilt I'll feel forever because of it.

Here's to the smiles, the tears, the fears, the stress.
To the people that helped me get a grip on reality.
To the boy that everyone poked fun at, the one I hugged everyday.
To the beautiful girl who made me tea and took me to Winter Homecoming.
To the three boys who hated me in eleventh grade.
To the boy laying dormant.

Here's to the girl who will think about all of this
And so much more when she walks across the stage.
Head held high, holding that piece of paper in her hands.
She's defeated a beast, she has.
She tosses her hat up in the air and lets out a cry of victory.
She's won. She's moving on to bigger and better things.

Thank you.

My heart is weary.
My mind is weak.
Survival is all I know.

I only Survive,
For the one I love.
Maybe one day.
I can end this War.

Body broken.
Hindering bones.

No way to go,
just lay there alone.

Safety first they always say....
Why not adventure?
Become..
The prey.

In the dark of the night,
I toss and turn.
Restless thoughts
rage war in my mind.

They speak of dark humor,
Alliances of tyranny.

I sit up as the window pane
Lights up with lightning stains.
The storm continues to rage.

Nothing ends this rage,
The emotion that chains me,
And binds me to my bed.

I can't move,
Restraints of those thoughts hold me.
And whisper venom in my ear.

I can only heave air,
To bring life back to my lungs.
That fail to breathe.

My ribs squeeze tightly,
As does my heart...
I have nothing to say,
All I feel is pain..

Those restless thoughts kept me awake,
As the sun rose on the horizon.
Another barbaric day has begun.

Another day,
Without sleep.
**** it mind,
I **** thee!

I fear none but see all,
My dragon comes when I call.
I control the elements upon my mind,
As they swirl within time.

I stand firm and tall,
Waving my sword in the wind.
My world is only a war,
As I fight to win.

No orders can tell me what to do,
I am a General of Skyrim.

My home is of bravery rest,
as my skills everyday,
are put to the test.

You fight for what you believe,
You die with dignity.
Honor boils in your veins,
As you try to fight free.

Freedom rings when a Warrior stands forth,
He or she shall be,
A savior to the world.

Within the World of Tamriel,
I am an Imperial Soldier,
And a Female.

Anyone can be a warrior upon strife,
Even within this war,
You can be right.

Join a side,
Choose your path.

You shall be victorious,
And will deserve a Warriors Death.

Challenge thy dragonkin now.
They will await your arrival.
Upon your dragon,
Shall become thy trial.

Tempest waves within the skies of Tamriel,
As the Dragonborn comes,
To the World of Skyrim.

Far over the mountains,
Dwell the Dragons.
Heights undefine their actions.

They fear not,
Their Strumah is home.
Intruders burn.

Beneath the mountains peak,
Dwell the ancestors,
Long-forgotten gold.

Upon the top of the Monahven,
The Elders wait.
For the Dovakiin's flight.

Dovakiin,
You will dwell in Dungeons deep,
And Caverns old.

Your unrelenting force,
Shall clear the hold...
Dov will roar,
In fury.

The Dov,
They fear thee.

Dovakiin,
Dragon Born...
You shall claim that Strumah.
One day.

Alduin's rage did darken the sky,
His roar is fury's fire,
Do not fear.

Destroy him with words of old.
The heroes of Sovangarde,
Shall aid thee.

Joar Zah Frul,
Yol Toar Shul.
Strun Bah Qo.

Fear the Dragonborn's Words.
The Strumah, And the Dov.
They will bow down,
Upon the mountain.

A roar shifts to the east,
Disturbing the peace.
My eyes shoot to the sky,
Searching for him on high.

Thy roar is precious,
Tis thy precious one.
Jerusalem,
My Dragon.
Thou have come.

He lands with a mighty stride,
Bowing before his rider.
Who am I?

Jerusalem,
You have protected me from harm.
Of death and turmoil.
I thank you now.

You,
Black dragon of the east,
The day I tamed you,
You were the one for me.

My sisters may not understand,
That dragons save lives.
All tis not evil,
Sanctify thy rights.

My dragon,
We will fly.
Higher to the heavens.
To face evil tonight.

May the winds guide us home,
As we.
Are one.

Original English version: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/skyrim-3/


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Morokei lost golt mu tread voknau, lok bex ahrk stin!
Zu'u nuft wah kos undoriik med you…
But ruz Zu'u rem ronaaz wah krahsek.