must. run. now.
hold me...protect me...that's what i want...
but wait--the curtian falls again...
darkness..
i can't see your eyes...
please take your hands and lips away
show me your eyes...
i need to see them before i run
too late.
cower in the corner of my soul
talk to anastasia.
she understands.
she listens.
can't ever see you again...she says so.
not even your eyes can save you this time
too similar to HIS
similar how, you ask...
well they are shaped like eyes and have a pupil.
HIS did too.
and your hands...too much like the hurting hands.
five fingers and a palm.
she says i can't risk it.
pain so deep
the other voice told me
to pick up the knife
feels so good
red red red...
taste nothing..
but burning on my tongue
again again again...
flesh breaking so easy now
he talked to the skin...
told it that this was for the best
it listened of course
sick of fighting my paranoia
why shouldn't it be...i am.
and confusing me with your words
it's not good to argue with him
where is anastasia????
you scared her away!!!
he locked the door...
she can't get in
PLEASE find the key
i'm sorry i yelled
just get me the key..
i need her.
she has my blindfold
he's much worse than her
believe me.
she's protecting me.
maybe you don't agree with how she does it
but she's keeping me safe
you have to get me the key
you aren't even TRYING to find the key
it's raining...she's getting cold.
must. let. her. in.
need. to. run.
i can't do it without her.
wait...what was i talking about?
why won't you hold me?
am i that revolting?
god i must be.
for only ugly girls are sluts.
ugly girls with big breasts.
but i can't even be a slut