see you on the other side {bree!dp}
Mar 1, 2015 19:39:30 GMT -5
Post by ghosty on Mar 1, 2015 19:39:30 GMT -5
I heard a whisper on my shoulder
Pretending life is worth the fight
Oh can you hear the song of thunder
When fear strangles a soldier's pride
And on the surface of the waters
Will dance reflections of the fire in the nightThe claw doesn't hurt when it goes in, nothing more than a little pink! through my skin. It builds and builds, until it crescendo's into a screaming pain, make it stop, MAKE IT STOP! but builds it still, and then... nothing. No pain, no scream, just a gasp. no, no, no, NO, please no. And the mutt stalks away, away from me, it's prey, it's enemy, it's target, it's kill, it's victim. The blood runs, and runs, and runs, sprinting away from me, running through my hand, like water, drip, drip, drip, BLOODY DRIP, onto the floor, a pool of me, just laying there, leaving my body white and cold like snow, a shell, a shell, an empty cast to what was here before, and now the holes are beginning to show, in a drip, drop, drip. I'm going, going. Ain't nothing Mystic can do, ain't nothing Mace can do, just me and drip, drop, drip.
The incessant noise of a sponsorship parachute pulled me away from dripping. Landing right on the chair in front of me, on the throne to someone who is gone, dead, like me, but I'm still living yet. Drag. Drag. Drag. Stair. Drag. Drag. Stair. Drag. Drag. Drag. Lift. Twist. The sight of gold awakens me, and again, I'm alert. Shiny stuff. I lift out the thing, it's a crown, and I sit on the throne. I'm the queen, a queen of a broken castle, alone with my blood, and my soul. And the mutt. A howl erupts, and howls reply, getting louder and louder. I set the crown on my head, and smile. I'm sorry everyone, Mace, Saffron, Mom, Dad, Mystic, Gaia, Pixie. Jordan. Everyone. And then, tens of the big toothed mutts fill the open topped castle that I'm in. I shut my eyes. And quieten my smile, calling out, "Come and get me, mutts."Cause I have lost the force to fight
It's like a cold hand on my shoulder
I'll see you on the other side
And in the arms of endless anger
Will end the story of a soldier in the darkthe end of bree fawn
I will code this right when I get the table.