Neuroticfish + Schatten = Isaakcentric drabble
Inspired by the Neuroticfish song "The Bomb" and written for my Empressmage...
ickle!Isaak is so cute XD
I wear my bomb near to my chest.....cold heart, no time to rest, I feel it kicking......no time to stop and never soothing...I keep it safe and warm, I hope it never burns me.....I keep it safe from harm....I hope it never hurts me
When first he called the shadows to him, it had been an accident. He'd been trying to hide from one of his father's unreasoning rages, that had left his mother, Sarah, in a perpetual twilight existence, sunlight too painful for her damaged eyes. Then, they had been a comfort.
Stone cold right from the start....I lay my bomb near to my bed, when I'm sleeping...every single lonely night I feel it creeeping....
When he grew older, grew stronger....then they'd begun to want more from him.....more of his time, his attention, his very self.
They asked so little, really, he couldn't deny them.
After all, they had freed him.
He was too young to realise that he'd merely traded one hell for another.
I keep it safe and warm ...I hope it never burns me.....
By the time Cain had found him, he'd lost so much already, what was his automny? Merely another facet of his eternal servitude...
Terrorize me, come and take my soul...paralyze me....consume me whole, terrify me, come and take me home...analyze me, you know I'm not that strong....
Terrify me......
And now they had abandoned him.
He'd never thought they would do that...
It was all so very funny.
ickle!Isaak is so cute XD
I wear my bomb near to my chest.....cold heart, no time to rest, I feel it kicking......no time to stop and never soothing...I keep it safe and warm, I hope it never burns me.....I keep it safe from harm....I hope it never hurts me
When first he called the shadows to him, it had been an accident. He'd been trying to hide from one of his father's unreasoning rages, that had left his mother, Sarah, in a perpetual twilight existence, sunlight too painful for her damaged eyes. Then, they had been a comfort.
Stone cold right from the start....I lay my bomb near to my bed, when I'm sleeping...every single lonely night I feel it creeeping....
When he grew older, grew stronger....then they'd begun to want more from him.....more of his time, his attention, his very self.
They asked so little, really, he couldn't deny them.
After all, they had freed him.
He was too young to realise that he'd merely traded one hell for another.
I keep it safe and warm ...I hope it never burns me.....
By the time Cain had found him, he'd lost so much already, what was his automny? Merely another facet of his eternal servitude...
Terrorize me, come and take my soul...paralyze me....consume me whole, terrify me, come and take me home...analyze me, you know I'm not that strong....
Terrify me......
And now they had abandoned him.
He'd never thought they would do that...
It was all so very funny.