Nov 10, 2007 22:32
"When your grip slips, I am your friction - but not your foothold.
You must find your own strength.
When your confidence drops, I am the bottom of your pit - but not your net.
You must find your own reach.
When your destitution overwhelms you, I am your rest - but not your answer.
You must find your own solution.
When your hope has been caged, I am your bars - but not your escape.
You must find your own key.
When your solitude has defeated you, I am your company - but not your desire.
You must find your own peace.
When your beliefs have failed you, I am your reassurance - but not your replacement.
You must find your own substitution.
When your heart has finally sunk, I am the water - but not your ship.
You must find your own life."
He was just standing there over the bodies with the wisest face I have ever seen, but there was utter insanity in those eyes. This was unlike anything anyone has ever seen, I swear. I wanted to get away but I couldn't, and that's the first time I've ever been really disturbed by him. It was as if a curse had been set on my breathing. By promising all this he promises me to do nothing.
I need to get away from here.
These dreams are insane.
fire,
riddles,
insanity,
corpses,
fatigue,
desperation,
nightmares,
vulcan,
death