Like always, I followed Her.
and like always,
I didn't have a clue.
She sat me down
down
alone
amoung the trees, twigs
and other dead things.
She sat me down...
to
kiss
me.
And suddenly
Everything
breathed alive.
Everything that was once drowned in misery
Everything that was surely dead...
... Lived.
And for one Golden Moment,
I believed She Loved me
as much as I Love Her.
"She pities you, is all."
The voices stalk me in the darkness
of my bedroom.
Paranoia awakens again,
rotting in my mind,
asking unanswerable questions
as I gaze at the
teardrops of blood
glistening from the blade.
The voice sits me down
down
alone
"to take the pain away."
I feel sick.
And for one Golden Moment,
I believe She Loved me
as much as I Love Her.
Impurity makes everything meaningless.
"Did you hear what happened at Columbine?"
I remember James breaking the news to me.
"Fucking Brilliant!"
I guess sometimes the world of madness
can be more real than the world
we're standing on.
Madness makes reality a sin...
Reality makes madness a sin...
"Eternal Peace..."
The darkness ushers in my head
as my dry eyes study
the knife at my feet.
Impurity holds me back.
Guilt draws me nearer to the cliffedge.
and yet, neither reality seems real to me.
Silent as if sleeping,
we lay in the foilage
together.
For once, not caring "why" or "how".
She sat me down...
to kiss me.
She rolls on top of me
Smiling.
Smiling at something in my eyes.
"... Am I dreaming?" I ask,
as the Beauty of Her World suddenly becomes apparent.
"You are awake," Her soft smile speaks.
"Most definetly."
God, I pray for a Happy ending
a Happy ending for this girl.
Regardless of which world claims me,
She's real
and better than any light in my eye.
I just wish I could tell Her that...
... I will one day, though.
Be Happy, Butterfly.
I have some worlds to end.
And others to protect.
A Long long way to go...
to go...
... ago...
"You are awake."
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