El Alcazar

Author's note: This poem was based off of the poster in the back of the room. I looked at the tower and imagined a princess who was left there to die.

I know why I am here

The fate of all the lands

And all that I hold dear

resting upon my hands

And now that I am gone

A single flower dead

The rest quiet their song

And nothing to be said

In life what have I done

To call upon this death

No Hell I can't outrun

And gone my single breath

My soul will linger here

So restless and unsure

All love will disappear

Along with all else pure