power_play
It’s all quite here. All hushed. Can you here? The silence rules all over this place. It’s here and it’s no where. Feels all lonely when there’s no noise around. The little mice don’t give a sound. I wonder if they all are dead. Like the little, pretty birdy. It died. Everything always dies around me. It crawls in its cave and dies alone. Why does everyone always die alone? Is that how the world must be? Dark and lonely. Harsh and sad. Pretty and depressive. I like it.
I talked with my dark prince. Poor love, he doesn’t understand the direction world turns. But he will. Eventually everything will fall in its places and everything will be shiny and pretty. And then there will be parties with music loud as you can hear and pretty dollies dancing and having the time of their short lives. And then we will be able to feed and let the blood flow. Dance in the blooded water and swim in the nightly music. Like we used to.
It’s all even more gray now. It has lost its lines and went all blurry. Everyone will be worried and not understanding. All the point of hiding goes beyond the mind. No Hide and Seek to be played anymore. At least not in the places it used to be. Now it’s only the Seek, less of the Hide. Pity though, the game was all nice to watch. But little butterfly has left its cocoon. Now everyone can be worried and sad. Ahh, the prettiness...
I can feel the confusion flouting through me. My poor love. He’s so puzzled now. There’s no place to hide. They’ll find you everywhere. Come out, come out where ever you are... No need to hide the truth is there...
“You just have to be still, love...” I whisper and hear my voice resounding in Spike’s thoughts as it does resound in the silence that rules in this place. Miss Edith doesn’t like the silence. We need the stars to sing loud and clear. Spike could make them sing again. I’m sure he could...
I talked with my dark prince. Poor love, he doesn’t understand the direction world turns. But he will. Eventually everything will fall in its places and everything will be shiny and pretty. And then there will be parties with music loud as you can hear and pretty dollies dancing and having the time of their short lives. And then we will be able to feed and let the blood flow. Dance in the blooded water and swim in the nightly music. Like we used to.
It’s all even more gray now. It has lost its lines and went all blurry. Everyone will be worried and not understanding. All the point of hiding goes beyond the mind. No Hide and Seek to be played anymore. At least not in the places it used to be. Now it’s only the Seek, less of the Hide. Pity though, the game was all nice to watch. But little butterfly has left its cocoon. Now everyone can be worried and sad. Ahh, the prettiness...
I can feel the confusion flouting through me. My poor love. He’s so puzzled now. There’s no place to hide. They’ll find you everywhere. Come out, come out where ever you are... No need to hide the truth is there...
“You just have to be still, love...” I whisper and hear my voice resounding in Spike’s thoughts as it does resound in the silence that rules in this place. Miss Edith doesn’t like the silence. We need the stars to sing loud and clear. Spike could make them sing again. I’m sure he could...