Wash away the mud and blood,
wash away the sin,
hide away this face we wear,
so they will let us in,
how time can change what we are,
but home is always home,
and we become ourselves again,
the one selves they’ve only known,
so put away the knife,
put away the axe,
put away the Halloween mask,
put away your lies,
for our true selves,
the ones we hide,
the one we suffocate inside,
they run free,
they come out,
they are we,
and we are me,
but only when we’re home.
The child sits chained in the middle of the room,
crowd around and take your turn,
cut the child,
let him bleed,
bathe in his blood,
wash in his seed,
drench your needs,
be cursed and forgiven,
be empty then compete,
sacrifice a child without sin,
and repeat forever again,
for there is no escape,
without a sacrifice,
an elixir of forever,
blessed in a sea of red…
Warriors four were we,
linked as one but born as many,
we few,
we many,
we friends,
we lived,
we witnessed,
we bore things into existence that time will hate us for,
but we four,
we few,
we many,
we friends,
we mirrors of one,
we will live again,
and again with each new recital,
with each new word,
they will remember us for the destruction,
and in that,
we will forever live,
when the river of time runs dry,
the few puddles that remain,
will still sing our names…
Revive the beast for it is needed,
as this words tumbled like an uncoordinated child on a towering slide,
the closer it comes to the final dismount,
the greater the fear collects in its being,
the joy,
the fear,
the unprecedented display of life unknowing,
so revive the beast and let it come play,
for tomorrow,
yesterday and today are moments,
memories and never will be’s..
As Davis falls to the floor she twisted around and drives the knifes blade into Fillmore’s chest. For endless moments they stand there, locked in a loop of nothingness as their souls almost touch, and then they part as he tumbles to the ground lifeless.
“Armatures,” she hisses under her breath.
“You may call them that, but I like to call them a distraction,” a deep dry voice says from behind her seconds before she feels the barrel of a revolver press against the back of her head.
“I should’ve know. They didn’t seem like they were trying.”
“your modesty sickens me Samantha. These fools tried their best believe me, you are just that good. Of course I trained you to be what you are, so there shouldn’t be any doubts about your skills.”
“You haven’t changed.”
“None of us do my dear, we just weave our way through existence in the hope to one day find something more or less of what we desire to find in the unsettling finite of today and tomorrow.”
“I forgot how endless your droning can be. Is there a reason you have reached out to me in this manner?” She says as her eyes search the room in front of her for something to give her an advantage.
“What make you think I want anything from you?”
“You lead me to this location on false pretenses, have a couple of amateur nobody’s act as a random plot device to throw me off guard and then put a gun to my head. If you wanted nothing it would’ve been a bullet, not the gun. That’s what tells me you want something.”
He allows himself to smile. “You are by far my favorite of all I have shaped. Regardless of the time that has passed since we last stood together in a room, you still see through what is and look for what can be.”
“Just tell me what you want, so we can put an end to this.”
“I need you to find out who killed me,” he whispers in her ear. She leaps up with a gasp, sweat dripping from her body, and her heart almost beating out of her chest. She looks around the silent room, searching the darkness, before slowly lowering herself onto the bed once again as she stares silently at the roof.
“I’ve got to stop eating bananas before bed,” she says softly to herself.
Splintered,
broken,
pieces of someone else,
someone old,
someone I no longer know,
who I was,
not who I am,
broken,
splintered,
across the floor,
scattered,
pieces,
of who I was,
of who I’ll never be again.
Darkness,
lost within,
slipping,
drowning,
dying inside,
changing,
twisting,
turning,
reaffirming,
becoming something new,
someone different,
something more,
than I was before,
than you could ever know,
and one day you’ll see,
everything I can be,
and you’ll think,
what could’ve been.
Shine on me,
and let me be free,
let me rot in the ground,
becoming one with the dirt,
where you buried me,
but make no mistake,
my time had come,
I had lived my life,
I had done all that could be done,
so weep,
so cry,
but only for a little while,
and then,
say goodbye.
Tape,
stuck,
sticky,
wrapping around me,
tightly,
sticking me to myself,
keeping me from you,
wrapped in sticky tape,
rapped in sticky glue,
stuck to myself,
kept way from you,
sticky icky tape,
sticky icky glue,
wrapping around me,
keeping me away from you,
sticky icky tape,
sticky icky glue,
twisting,
turning around me,
keeping me stuck together,
keeping me stuck away from you.
Plastic,
wrapped around my body,
pressing against my flesh,
pressing against my skin,
keeping me locked within,
keeping hold of my sin,
you thrust it in,
you pull it out,
you laugh,
you smile,
you joke about,
I’m trapped within,
I’d scream and shout,
but you thought of that one,
that’s why you cut my tongue out,
my precious one,
my secret love,
I shouldn’t’ve trusted you,
I should’ve know better,
I should’ve seen this coming,
you fucking psycho cunt,
I should’ve seen this coming,
I should’ve seen you,
through pale eyes,
eyes so cloudy,
eyes,
so,
cold.
Something sweet,
something fun,
something chewy,
something sinful,
something bleak,
something you can’t run from,
something that’ll make you weep,
something dark,
something rotten,
something deep,
something bold,
something new,
something old,
something broken,
something cold,
something gripping you’re throat,
something taking you’re soul,
something choking you,
something burying you in this hole,
something me,
something you,
something something,
something,
BOO!
Dead,
dying,
melting away,
into the clay,
into nothing,
a memory,
a ghost,
of what was,
not what is,
you are gone,
I am here,
wasting away,
while you are far away,
living your life,
smiling,
I cry,
I’d say goodbye,
but who is here to hear me?
Who is here to care?
forget,
forgotten,
but not,
gone,
just,
not here.
Words written,
here for you,
take a look,
I know you want to,
they’re something dark,
they’re something deep,
to cut your flesh,
so kneel at my feet,
take it in,
take it deep,
take it in,
take it deep,
take it in,
take my sin,
take it in,
again,
and again.
Don’t take me there,
don’t drag me down,
give me hope,
let me run,
free my soul,
don’t,
please,
don’t…
You say those words,
I hear them come,
I see your face,
I feel it cut,
you seem to think,
you’re all that shit,
but really you’re just a piece of it,
you make me sick,
you make me ill,
I want to snap,
I want to kill,
I’ll break you down,
I cut your throat,
I bury you deep,
and then,
I’ll,
start again.
Hello dear reader,
I hope you enjoy my tale,
for it is full of all the things,
that will make your hair stand on end from your head to your tail,
it’s full of bloody vengeance,
it’s packed with death and sorrow,
it’s a tale written in blood,
it’s a tale written in woe,
so take a moment to ponder,
upon these words you read,
for I am standing quietly behind you,
ah,
there we are,
now,
it’s time for you to bleed.
Stay your hand,
my demon brother,
keep your cool,
and don’t let it bother,
you need not take their lives,
you need not feast upon their souls,
for they are dirty and unclean,
and they’ll do nothing for your hunger,
they’ll only make you suffer,
they’ll only make you burn,
so,
stay your hand my demon brother,
and let me kill them instead.
Tastefully done,
professional and complete,
you look like a star,
as you walk down that street,
but you don’t realise what waits,
at the other end of the lane,
he’s carrying an axe,
and he’s completely insane,
so run while you can,
make your escape,
before he catches you,
and splits you in two.
No sounds,
no words,
nothing,
no one around,
peaceful,
quiet,
the silence,
though wanted,
is painfully distracting,
I want,
someone around.
Around and around,
it’s always the same,
this way,
that way,
down then up,
left and then right,
my body is spinning,
my head takes flight,
higher and higher,
lost in the clouds,
forgetting to worry,
forgetting to care,
lost in this dream,
that will soon be,
a nightmare.