Summary: The frailty of being happy.

You see me as a God and I feel the lie.

I don't know who I am, but I know I love you.

I know you make me happier than I've ever been.

I know our child you carry means more to me than life itself.

So I try to ignore my nightmares.... .

But I can't protect the village from the darkening skies,

I can't protect you from the stones they throw in fear.

And now I remember who I am, but I cry silently as I hold you in my arms and watch the light fade from your eyes.

~IDIC