//------------------------------// // MaMa // Story: I'm Just a Boy, who had to sing this Song // by TimeRarity64 //------------------------------// (Mlp Fim is owned by Hasbro and Lauren Faust, any song I put in is owned by My Chemical Romance, now I’m in debate with Luna’s song…it could be the only hope for me is you by MCR or I’m Not Okay by what you know MCR. Just one of those two anyway, so this involves a certain pony writing a letter to his mom. Warning since I’ve listen to this song countless of times and still do, there will be some vulgar words used so if you don’t like them skip over that word so enjoy) Song: Mama by My Chemical Romance “In war…the blood burns. When I bleed, I bleed out sin. When I kill, I cry out for help. I’m going to hell, ‘cause I pull the trigger on a living being.” –Timefather64 ‘Mama, we all go to hell. Mama, we all go to hell. I’m writing, this letter, and wishing you well. Mama, we all go to hell.’ Dear Mama, I couldn’t handle this anymore. Who would have thought war was so…extraordinary. Well I did…sadly. This war between the Buffalos is taking its high toll on us then we can ever imagine. Friends and brothers are dying, and families are being torn apart…to bad me and you are still torn just not completely…yet. Everything is going to hell. Mama we’re all in hell. ‘Well now mama, we’re all gonna die. Mama, we’re all gonna die. Stop asking me questions; I hate to see you cry. Mama, we’re all gonna die’ You send me letters asking me if I was fine and well. Well mama, you want to know how I’m doing. I’m doing fine, I feel peachy and dandy as a filly, the HELL do you think I feel? This is war, there is no happiness anywhere. All I’ve seen is death, coming from either me or my own killer. So don’t pretend to cry when you get a flag and a letter cover in my blood. ‘Cause you know damn well how well I am over here. So mama, do me a favor…and stop pretending to cry. ‘And when we go, don’t blame on us, yeah! We’ll let the fires just, bathe us, yeah! You made us oh so famous! We’ll never let you go! And when you go, don’t return to me my love.’ I probably won’t return to you alive…not if you care and if I do you won’t see a smile on my face. You’ll think I seen a ghost. Well mama I’ve seen things far worse then ghosts. Sometimes I see flies flying over a corpse and get confuse that I think it’s an enemy. You see mama, this war fuck me up. ‘Mama, we’re full of lies. Mama, we’re meant for the flies. And right now, their building a coffin your size. Mama, we’re all full of lies.’ I know I’m going to die sometime. I don’t know when or how but, I know it by heart. Soon you might see me in a coffin sleeping forever peacefully or see the coffin close hiding my mutilated body but, you wouldn’t care would you. I thought joining the war can get me away from you and keep me safe. Well damn, I sure fell into that lie made by our matriarch. 'Well mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue. You should’ve raised a baby girl. I should have been a better son. If you can coddle the infection they can amputate at once. You should’ve been, I could’ve been a better son!’ I’m tire of this war and you mama. You for the most part I’m getting tire of. You pretend to care since dad left us. You beat me, hate me, and scorn me with misery just to hide your own. Well mama I could have retaliated back at you. You have no idea how much hate I harbor towards you. How do I release this state of hate? It’s by killing. ‘And when we go, don’t blame it on us, yeah! We’ll let the fire just bathe us, yeah! You made us oh so famous! We’ll never let you go! She said, “You ain’t no Son of Mine! For what you’ve done, they’re gonna find! A place for you and just your mind! Your manners when you go! And when you go, don’t return to me, my love.” That’s right.’ I’ve escape deaths jaws and fought back to survive mama but, right now I feel like giving up. I give up in what I’m fighting for, I give up on my country, and I give up on going back home. No matter what I do or where I go. When I die, I’m going to hell but, I won’t go there alone and neither will you. ‘Mama, we all go hell! Mama, we all go to hell! It’s really quite pleasant! Except for the smell! Mama we all go to HELL! 2, 3, 4! Mama, mama, mama! OH!! Mama, mama, mama, mama!!’ Mama, I remember the time when you sung me a lullaby, when I was just a colt and said you love me. ‘And if you would call me a sweetheart. I’d maybe then sing you a song.’ But, I knew all long it was a lie. ‘But, there’s shit that I’ve done with this fuck of a gun! You would cry out your eyes all along!’ And you hated me since I was born. ‘We’re damned after all!’ I’ll see you soon mama. ‘Through fortune and flame we fall!’ Soon you’ll meet me in hell holding hat in my hooves. You’ll soon see me looking at a coffin passing by. Open for eyes to see and when you look inside. You’ll see me smiling. Soon you’ll find out this is my funeral in hell. Yes mama hell, the world we live in, is hell. ‘And if you can stay, then I’ll show the way! To return from the ashes you call!’ Oh mama I hope you get this letter back. I want you to feel how I feel for all these years. I want you feel how much hate I have for you, the buffalos are nothing compare with you. I want you to see the mistake you ever made towards me that made me write this to you but, it’s alright we are probably going to see each other. After all we all have to die. ‘We’ll all carry on! (We’ll all carry on!) When our brothers in arms have gone! (When our brothers in arms have gone!) So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die!’ Mama I hope you feel happy…I’m here in the devil’s playground. ‘And return from the ashes you call! MAMA! MAMA! MAMA!’ Mom…I hope you get this letter. It’s cover in my blood. This all happen…because of you…not dad…just you. Sincerely, your son that you never love all along, Braeburn Apple. -End- (Alright Braeburn is done. I literally had written this down twice in school. The first had no feeling towards the song. It kind of suck so I redid it and made a second one that was the improvement of the first one. Thank you for reading and please comment in what you think about this chapter.)