Post by Slug on May 3, 2010 18:31:53 GMT -5
The It's-Not-Me
I hate your words, and how true they are. They're so happy, so very happy... I want to be happy, happy as your words. It wont matter if it hurts, because I just want to say those words back to you, and I want to be happy as I say them, just as happy as you. I need to be happy, so when I say those words to you, they'll be true, too. I want to, need to be happy when I say "I love you".
...But I'm not.
"Love hurts, but admitting it to those who 'love' you hurts even more." -Slug
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The Foolish Pursuer
The Foolish Pursuer
I feel so lost without you, always wandering, searching for the answer to your secrets. Yet I can never find it, blinded by my own mission. I realize that it is useless to be looking for what is not true. There are no secrets, there is no you. Just the cold truth. Now I know better. I will no longer be a fool, following my silly dreams.
I will no longer be the pursuer of happiness.
"Happiness is a fleeing bird. You have to catch it quickly if you want to keep it." -Slug
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The Bitter Reminder
The Bitter Reminder
There is blood in my mouth, and I can't remember if it's yours, or mine, but it doesn't really matter, because either way it'll still be bitter. I don't like bitter things, because they only remind me of myself, but I've already told you that many times before, and I don't plan on reminding you agai--
...There is blood in my mouth, and I can't remember if it's yours, or mine, but it doesn't really matter, because either way it'll still be bitter. I don't like bitter things, because they only remind me of myself, but I've already told you that many times before, and I don't plan on reminding you agai--
...There is blood in my mouth, and I can't remember if it's yours, or mine, but it doesn't really matter, because either way it'll still be bitter. I don't like bitter things, because they only remind me of myself, but I've already told you that many times before, and I don't plan on reminding you agai--...
"Some memories are too bitter to remember. Then there are some that are too bitter to stop remembering." -Slug
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FOUR
FOUR
1
The Magic Number
When I die, I will be forgotten like the bad memory that I am, happily pushed out of the minds of all who knew me. There would be celebration. A party of smiles that would cheer "The beast is dead, the beast is dead!" and drink away the night. Next they would sleep through the following day, at ease and no longer waiting for the daily, frightened warning of a watchman "The beast is coming, the beast is coming!". On the third day, they would dance on my grave, mocking and challenging my spirit, and then laugh at themselves for being so foolish, while teasing each other "You believe the beast to be still alive?".
I would answer.
When I die, I will be forgotten like the bad memory that I am, happily pushed out of the minds of all who knew me. There would be celebration. A party of smiles that would cheer "The beast is dead, the beast is dead!" and drink away the night. Next they would sleep through the following day, at ease and no longer waiting for the daily, frightened warning of a watchman "The beast is coming, the beast is coming!". On the third day, they would dance on my grave, mocking and challenging my spirit, and then laugh at themselves for being so foolish, while teasing each other "You believe the beast to be still alive?".
I would answer.
2
The Eyes
I couldn't stop myself, I was so angry... but they hurt you. They shouldn't have, but they did; I made sure they wouldn't hurt you again, though. You saw it. You watched me do it. Don't lie! What do you mean I'm not any better?! Shut up! Shut UP! You wanted me to do it, I saw it in your eyes-- ...that look is in your eyes again. I don't understand. What? No! I wont! Stop it! STOP!
I... won't be angry.... a-at... you--
I couldn't stop myself, I was so angry... but they hurt you. They shouldn't have, but they did; I made sure they wouldn't hurt you again, though. You saw it. You watched me do it. Don't lie! What do you mean I'm not any better?! Shut up! Shut UP! You wanted me to do it, I saw it in your eyes-- ...that look is in your eyes again. I don't understand. What? No! I wont! Stop it! STOP!
I... won't be angry.... a-at... you--
3
The Nobody Is Free
There are no tears, no whispered goodbyes or prayers. There is no acknowledgment, or grief. There is no mourning for the loss of she who was never seen. There is only the silence of a stolen life, and that, too, is slowly slipping through inbetween their fingers. Soon, it will be back to normal, and this empty night will be forgotten, because no one cares about the death of a nobody.
I am now free.
There are no tears, no whispered goodbyes or prayers. There is no acknowledgment, or grief. There is no mourning for the loss of she who was never seen. There is only the silence of a stolen life, and that, too, is slowly slipping through inbetween their fingers. Soon, it will be back to normal, and this empty night will be forgotten, because no one cares about the death of a nobody.
I am now free.
4
The Contagious
It was so dead. So grey. But with one smile, a heart starts beating. With one smile, everything returns in a rush. It's alive. It's colorful... but there is only one smile. So there is laughter. It laughs, and laughs, and laughs. I make a fool of myself, yes...
But at least now everyone else is smiling.
It was so dead. So grey. But with one smile, a heart starts beating. With one smile, everything returns in a rush. It's alive. It's colorful... but there is only one smile. So there is laughter. It laughs, and laughs, and laughs. I make a fool of myself, yes...
But at least now everyone else is smiling.
We have a cbox again and we're opening the place up as a closed, members only rp