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Thrill of the Ride
by obi's girl
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A/N: Set during Episode III, Anakin's thoughts as he descends closer to the dark side. Some Padme/Anakin angst, but very little.
I
don’t know what it is
that attracts me,
what draws me in.
I
can never have enough
of it.
It’s a sickness, I know.
It’s a hormonal reaction.
I
hold Padmé close to me,
and can’t help but smile.
She’s
mine and
no one knows it.
Life
was complicated before,
but now it’s become so
simple because I have her.
I
can never let her go,
but there’s another thrill
that haunts me, a darker,
seductive thrill.
I’d
been warned to stay away
from it;
it isn’t the way for me
I’m told…
But
somehow I feel I’m
supposed to walk that way.
It’s
my destiny.
Everyone has darkness in them…
I am no exception.
Suddenly
I’ve lost everything,
I’ve lost so much.
I don’t want everyone to go away
but they always manage to
and I can’t stop it.
I’ve
lost Padmé.
She’s dead, Obi-Wan says.
There was nothing I could have done,
he says…
Our
lives were set.
Now I’m walking on shattered glass.
I’ve failed; I’ve failed
all of them...
But
somehow I don’t really care.
I don’t care about anything anymore.
I’m in the arms of darkness,
forever lost in its pit of despair.
I
am dead;
Anakin is dead...
and all that’s left is a machine,
barely holding onto to life.
I
am…
I have become…
darkness…
I am Darth Vader.
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