Stein Posted June 17, 2011 Share Posted June 17, 2011 [b]Guardian[/b] Each day I look at the sword in my hand. The one I said I'd protect you with, do you remember it? You gave it to me. You let me have it. I took it with a smile and swore to use it as best I could, for you. Where are you now? I haven't seen you in a while... You just disappeared one day. I've looked for you in all the usual places but you're not there. Where are you? I hear rumors that you're in a tower... Is it true? How'd you get there? Who took you from my side? I went back home not knowing what to do... Until I saw the sword you gave me. I reached for it and clenched it in my hands. I felt as if I failed to protect you... You were gone and I knew not where. I held the sword close and weeped. My mind was made up before I even knew. I would go after you, follow all the rumors to lead me to you. It was midnight but I did not care, waiting would only make it worse. I took what I needed and left the place I knew to be home. I did say good bye to few. They wished me luck though I saw uneasiness in their faces, they don't expect me to come back... Come back the same as when I leave. When I step my foot on that path they'll look away and continue with daily life. Are you okay? Am I too late? Where are you? I won't give up... not until I find you. With this sword I'll save you... That's what I believe in. That's what will continue pushing me forward on this journey... my love... [color="#800080"] [size="1"]The beginning of a story. Something in my head I guess I just wanted out. You can comment, critique, do as you wish but I don't tolerate bashing. Oh look I can write...[/size][/color] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maelstrom Posted June 18, 2011 Share Posted June 18, 2011 Saya, I'm afraid your princess is in another Castle. Ikaru's been stashed away good this time. =P Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stein Posted June 18, 2011 Author Share Posted June 18, 2011 [b]Mask[/b] What do you see when you look at me? Do you believe it's the real me? Do you believe in these words? Can't you see the mask I wear? The one I flip to fool everyone? The real face I wear scares you frightens you sickens you --------------------------------------------------- When I cry... You never see it... You never hear it... I never tell you... For it's not me who cries... But my soul... It cries. It weeps. It howls in sorrow. Can you hear it? I guess not... --------------------------------------------------- I have forgotten who I am... What I stand for... What my purpose is... I look around in this dark room for hints of light hints of life hints of anything but nothing... Nothing exists here.... Lives here... Breaths here... Not even me. Not you. No one. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maelstrom Posted June 18, 2011 Share Posted June 18, 2011 It's not what you say or think that matters. It's what you do. The Mask IS you now. /reader analysis Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stein Posted June 18, 2011 Author Share Posted June 18, 2011 [quote name='Maelstrom' timestamp='1308373410' post='16273'] It's not what you say or think that matters. It's what you do. The Mask IS you now. /reader analysis [/quote] That was indeed my point Mael. I applaud. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maelstrom Posted June 18, 2011 Share Posted June 18, 2011 The things I learn by watching batman... =P Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Godot Posted June 20, 2011 Share Posted June 20, 2011 ha ha nice Saya Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stein Posted July 1, 2011 Author Share Posted July 1, 2011 I can see the flames. I can see the ropes deteriorating, the structure fluctuating as it begins to fall to the ground in ashes. Who's to stop the burning? the chaos? As I try to extinguish the flames, they only burn brighter, rising to the sky with anger and viciousness. They burn me and chase me away. I'm not meant to fix this... just watch as they burn. All of them. All around. If I try to get close to one it pulls me into the flames so I can feel the pain, when it pushes me back out, I am not burnt but my soul is. My soul burns alone with them, but there's nothing I can do to put out the flames of my soul. I go back to watch and wonder when they'll completely be gone, when they will be nothing but ashes of broken memories. These bridges continue to burn. I'm on an island in the middle of nowhere. These bridges are all the connect me to the real world, to the world where people live, but not for long, soon...soon they'll fall and vanish. And I will be left here watching, and waiting... like always. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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