Another face rises in my mind, and I answer its accusing glare with a flash of my blade.
Red blood wells from the cut and fills my senses, driving the pain from my soul.
Don't let the pain stop. When the pain stops is when we forget.
Forget everything we are guilty of, everything that makes us undeserving of happiness
I sent him away so I could do this, he thinks he's off getting food for dinner, but he isn't
He's getting me time to go through the pain, to keep myself from forgetting
Don't come back yet, my love. I can't stand you seeing me like this
But I can't stop, can't let the pain stop. Can't let myself forget my crimes.
I was supposed to save them all, but in the end I just destroyed them.
The blood is dripping off my arm, soaking into the carpet
Carth isn't going to be happy when he comes home and sees this big red spot.
But I can't stop, maybe if I just keep going, they'll forgive me.
Maybe if I just keep going, I'll forgive myself.
I start seeing black spots in my eyes, but I keep cutting.
Can't pass out, can't stop. I haven't been punished enough.
The door opens and I hear his footsteps, but I don't stop.
Almost done, almost done.
"Beautiful? Where are you?" More steps. A pause, angry.
"Revan! What the hell are you doing?"
"Stop it, give me the knife!"
No, this is my penance. My absolution, if that can even be reached.
"Let go! Give it to me!"
"Oh Force there's so much blood, so much blood."
He feels so far away, but then again so do they, my million ghosts.
"Don't close your eyes, dammit, they won't open again if you close them!"
Wet, but not blood; salty and sweet. Tears? Why is he crying for a monster?
"Medic! I need a medic, she's dying! She..."
Goodbye, my love. I'm sorry I wasn't good enough.