Finally letting go of things i never had. A happy sort of content sadness.

Taking Over Me

You don't remember me, but I remember you.
I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you.
But who can decide what they dream?
And dream I do.
I shouldnt have believed in you.
I would've done everything just to find you.
If only i was strong to be with you, to breath...
You're taking over me.
Can you know what I know and what we could've had.
You saw me mourning my love for you and touched my hand.
I knew you felt me then.
I look in the mirror and see your face, if I look deep enough.
So many things inside that just frighten me are taking over.
You're taking over me

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear my crown of shit
on my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stain of time
the feeling disappears
you are someone else
I am still right here
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

She was lost...Everywhere she looked, there was nothing. Any directional thought became a blur. Instead of the usual darkness, a bright burning light blinded her senses. She reached out her hands hoping to come into contact with something, someone, anyone. There was nothing around her and she started to feel caged. The space was enclosing on her and she began to suffocate. She ran about freely but this invisble force slowly twisted up her body, forcing emotional drain upon her. She fell, and a spot of red dropped from her neck. Life was literally being choked out of her. She closed her eyes and let the light take over her.

Inspired by KenshinOVA series

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and the battle between the strong and weak continued. He however had become to grow weak in heart. The weight of it contiued to grow as the slaughtered souls enraged themselves in his mind. Soon he found that his feet could no longer support him. The wounds of him grew deeper with each cut, and the spots of blood stained the white snow. Finally he found himself upon his knees in the face of his nemisis. The darkness was ready to strike through his heart. Exhausted and weak, he closed his eyes and gave up all hope. Suddenly, he faintly heard the cries of lady kiyoko, and found the strength coming back to his knees. Upon his feet again, he struck deep into the depths of the dark shadow. The fight continued but he continued to feel the pain slowly chipping away at him. As he saw the sword coming at him for its final stroke, he closed his eyes and held his breathe as he swung back as. Time froze him in his steps. He felt nothing. Then a gentle warm embrace. "Is this death? Come at me with its arms open," he thought. If this was it he welcomed it peacefully. But then a wet drop fell upon his cheek. Then he thought, "Would this be death's final blow that strikes my very blood?" The world passed quickly by him and he opened his eyes, only to find kiyoko in his arms. The blood drained from his face as he found his sword had pierced her heart as well as his foe's. The sword of his foe had missed him entirely but dug deeply in his lady's shoulder. He held her fragile body in his arms, but found that the life he so dearly loved was fading away. With the last of her strength, lady kiyoko slowly reached for his hand. Tears streaming down her face, she mangaged to whisper the words, "I was with you..." It was with her last breath that the final spark of life escaped her now lifeless body. Numbness came to him and the snow began to lightly fall. The bloodstains slowly faded, but nothing could erase the darkness that he fell into. He cried and held tightly unto what he never had any grasp on before.