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temperance
oshiete* (Nov 2) - Subscribe
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It's the kind of darkening night where nothing seems right. Well maybe it's me, yeah it's probably just me. But wouldn't you rather be safe than sorry? i'm afraid i'll start melting into your shoulder, a shuddering, scared little girl who loses her mirror of a mask just for a second. "Stop it." Mama, I waited, but you did not come. You know the arcane, I am the arcane. So why refuse to look at me with your guilty brown eyes? The laughter of hypocrites, the stare of the unwise, Stop it. Stop it. LOOK AT ME! Would you rather i saved the low notes for last? 'Goodbye, goodbye' --- such needed words. It's the small things that count, much like the loudest voice of the crowd. This butterfly, an insect in the world --- perhaps the only beautiful thing there is Besides you, my elusive one. Look at me. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. A figure, two eyes, my mind, sans prize, The darkest spot. A glint of shine. My body says "Sleep, sleep, little one, you go too far" But i say i go not far enough. An easy recording, your mockery so sweet. Tick, tock. Drip, drop. Stop it. Stop it.. Stop it.... Maybe it's just wishful thinking. Am I insane? You seem to agree. Find me someone who loves me, loves me, loves me. Maybe it's just misery as my company. We know all each others' tricks, but i never win No, i never win... To myself it never works. "Stop it stop it stop it..." And if this is the play, then stop the production. Stroke my hair and whisper your words; Make me feel alright, for another night. Your hand in mine, a stolen sight. I am yours, i am yours. And my eyelids closed, i screamed hello. You, who doesn't know how the metal burns. Moreso than a gaze, a curious (naze?)** Because they're pretty, no i'm not, no i'm not. So i breathe and you know, "Are you going to be there?" Is a bit too vague for words. The sky above, The rocks below. Stop it..... i step upon your house's step i dream, but i feel more than that. Where do you go when nowhere feels like home? We're easing out of awkward hugs, just as my eyelids close Maybe you'll lean in close. And with the hopes i'm still there, Kiss my forehead that way I love. That gaze upon me Everywhere, everywhere, in bricks, in stone, in plastic, in love, in you, in me, in her, in me... i can't feel you anymore besides that cold cold stare. Maybe that day, in front of those candles and my lifeless grave, you'll whisper the same. You didn't see it coming. You didn't pay attention. Until then, that's why i flutter --- in and out. tick, tock. come on, just a bit longer... i hope you'll notice. But then i don't. So i'll sleep in late, i'll erase away, i'll feel your hate. i will love again. Scribble away. Drifting softly. Losing interest. pressure falling the curse is lifting your eyes are turning Stop it. Stop it. Stop it stop it stop it stop it stop it ... *'Oshiete' means 'Tell me' ** 'Naze?' means 'Why?' [the inspiration was the 56th episode of D. Gray-man. I watched the raw of it and well to put it without spoilers, Allen keeps repeating "Yamero. Yamero. Yamero.." (you know what, i spelled that wrong, but i'm not sure of the correct spelling. so i'm just gonna leave it. xD) And it means 'Stop it. Stop it..' and it was so sad! but yeah anyways, if you watch D. Gray-man, 56 is a good episode. And if you don't watch it... well, you should!!] |