And the Walls Kept Tumbling Down [Iago DP]

I a g o
I z a r

•••

But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?

•••

“I’m disappointed.

(Does it have to end this way? )

It did.

I came so far—but lost to him.

(Who?)

I know, right?

You didn’t actually think I’d win, did you?
Things would have been so different.
(They could have been)

No... not really.

I never had the faith.

I think I should be afraid. I’m getting cold.
(I’ve closed my eyes)
Not going to cry…
They wanted more from me.
(I don’t owe them anything)
Nothing.

Just.
Blood.

They can keep fighting.

(They will keep fighting)

And here I am.
Emery, I was supposed to go on.
(Supposed to think of you forever)

What if forever is just,
What if it’s just…
(Nothing but black?)

You’d say that I was stupid.

I don’t have pretty little words for this.
I’m not even angry.
Can’t be.

Sampson…
Sampson!

Don’t cry.
You’ve got your whole life in front of you.
This wasn’t…
It’s not worth it.
I should’ve known.
Started to think that…
Wearing that crown would’ve changed things.
Would’ve told those victors…
To get their heads out their asses.
That we’re people.
That you’re all fighting.
(We’re all fighting!)
We’re not just fodder for you…
Don’t expect us to lie down.
Don’t think that we don’t know—
Because we do…
Even if no one’s brave enough to tell you.
(Just because you come out on top)

We have each other…

Don’t need you…

Guess District Eleven won’t be proud…
Getting… getting stuck with someone…
Someone afraid of their own shadow.
Lame foot and some “Queen.”
Well go on,

“win.”

It’s how it’s supposed to be, huh?

Maybe I’m glad I’m dying.

Maybe I’m glad that I’m going away.
(Feels better lying here now)
I won’t have to put up with bullshit.
Won’t have other people telling me what to do.
I won’t have to pretend that I believe in this.
No asses for me to kiss.
I wasn’t going to…
You know that.
You knew.

(God I’m so cold)

I’m not sorry.
For anything.
And I won’t regret it.

Don’t care about hell.
‘Cause I’ve been through it already.

Feels better knowing…
I did everything I could to win…
Even if the cards came down against me.

Y’all can lose your shit over…
Over it.

(I’m over it)

I was so afraid of dying alone…
Now I realize:
No one else mattered
If I’m not happy.

What’s the point of living…
If it’s not for yourself?
All right.
(Well.)
Time to see Benat.

And Emery.

Or maybe…
Just disappear.

(Who knows)

I’m not afraid of you…
I’m not afraid anything anymore.
What’s the worst that could happen?
I die…
Dead.
Dying…

(But we’ll live forever…)
Forever…”[/center]






The games have been an experience. I’ve had the opportunity to grow as a writer and bring a wonderful creation to life that never would’ve been without them. The most important thing to me has always been the stories that have come from this; everyone did a wonderful job weaving together things that were meaningful, beautiful, and what you could be proud of—I know that I am.

This was not my first games, and was very much a different mood for me.

I’m not proud of all my moments in the games. In fact I am disappointed. I think that in general people have been altogether awful to one another throughout these games, and whether or not others agree, I hope that things are never so out of character again.

I expected so much more from people on this site, and I hope I’m not wrong to. It’s no fun when you’re awful to other people, no fun when you are speaking ill of someone, and no fun when you take the spirit out of writing.

Treat each other better.

Thank you for the opportunity and best of luck in the future.[/blockquote][/size][/justify][/color]