((just a random vomit of words, you can skip this one though)
Here I am,
as naked as I could ever be.
What do you see when you look at me?...
Is it beautiful? Is it strength?
Name it, name it, I will become it.
Fooling the eye and soothing your soul
You do not need to know. You do not need to know
I could become anything to help you heal, to help you breathe
There is no easier task than making you happy
What do you see when you look at me?
The silent tears? the silent screams?
You can't hear them, I don't want you to anyway
I don't want to be what you can't even see
Tell me, love, tell me again
What do you see? look again!
isn't it love? isn't it dedication? Isn't it comfort or absolution?
What? what? Don't make me think. Don't ask me questions.
For there's nothing to be said...nothing can explain
It's just me who's there, there for you, there for us
A blank face, an empty space yet so full of love
A friendly face, a loving embrace, here I am, here I am!
Ah....
yes ~
Here I am,
as naked as I could ever be.
What do you see when you look at me?...
Is it beautiful? Is it strength?
Name it, name it, I will become it.
Fooling the eye and soothing your soul
You do not need to know. You do not need to know
I could become anything to help you heal, to help you breathe
There is no easier task than making you happy
What do you see when you look at me?
The silent tears? the silent screams?
You can't hear them, I don't want you to anyway
I don't want to be what you can't even see
Tell me, love, tell me again
What do you see? look again!
isn't it love? isn't it dedication? Isn't it comfort or absolution?
What? what? Don't make me think. Don't ask me questions.
For there's nothing to be said...nothing can explain
It's just me who's there, there for you, there for us
A blank face, an empty space yet so full of love
A friendly face, a loving embrace, here I am, here I am!
Ah....
yes ~
xxxx
He spent centuries trying to tame the beast inside of him for he was ashamed of it. He spent centuries ignoring who he really was and living a false life. Chained up to an idea he couldn't reach, he wasn't able t...o fully be himself. He wasn't able to live his life to the fullest. What was he, but a watcher of his own life, a puppet without a real purpose? He spent centuries trying to conceal the violence inside of him and behave as they wanted him to. He grew into someone who was frustrated with his life, who felt he couldn't be free or himself.
In the end, there was too much pent-up violence inside of him.
It turned him into a mindless beast. He gave into his basic instincts, into his craving for blood. He had to release the darkness inside so he did. His fists broke bones so many times that he lost the count. His hands ripped flesh and hearts, tore apart the skin, eviscerated his victims, all the while without feeling a thing. It was just an urge, something that devoured him from deep within like a monster. It was necessary to keep him sane. Violence, Blood, Death! oh... Nobody could save him. He couldn't even stop it.
Or so he thought.
At some point in his life, he met her.
She wasn't a saint, but she definitely was less of a sinner
And her light, her comforting light gave him hope.
She appeared out of nowhere in his life, and stayed there in his life, slowly eating her way out into his heart.He let her in, he craved for her. She was beautiful and gentle, she was fierce and sensual, she was understanding and caring. He realized that he needed her, more than she would ever know. Indeed, the more he was with her, the less he had nightmares, the less he felt those dark urges. She appeased his soul and helped him feel different. What was that? He didn't know. He couldn't know. All that was certain, was that he could not imagine his life without her in it. He was a man by her sides. Not the most honest, not the most romantic, not the kindest of them all but he was a man and not a beast. She eased his nightmares and she embraced his darkness. She was perfect to him but she didn't know it yet.
What was that?
Was it love?
He couldn't tell...Or so he thought
In the end, there was too much pent-up violence inside of him.
It turned him into a mindless beast. He gave into his basic instincts, into his craving for blood. He had to release the darkness inside so he did. His fists broke bones so many times that he lost the count. His hands ripped flesh and hearts, tore apart the skin, eviscerated his victims, all the while without feeling a thing. It was just an urge, something that devoured him from deep within like a monster. It was necessary to keep him sane. Violence, Blood, Death! oh... Nobody could save him. He couldn't even stop it.
Or so he thought.
At some point in his life, he met her.
She wasn't a saint, but she definitely was less of a sinner
And her light, her comforting light gave him hope.
She appeared out of nowhere in his life, and stayed there in his life, slowly eating her way out into his heart.He let her in, he craved for her. She was beautiful and gentle, she was fierce and sensual, she was understanding and caring. He realized that he needed her, more than she would ever know. Indeed, the more he was with her, the less he had nightmares, the less he felt those dark urges. She appeased his soul and helped him feel different. What was that? He didn't know. He couldn't know. All that was certain, was that he could not imagine his life without her in it. He was a man by her sides. Not the most honest, not the most romantic, not the kindest of them all but he was a man and not a beast. She eased his nightmares and she embraced his darkness. She was perfect to him but she didn't know it yet.
What was that?
Was it love?
He couldn't tell...Or so he thought
xxx
She took a time to stop and think,Stop and stare, stop and blink!
So many things happened and yet she couldn't stop....
She could try but it would not feel right
She could try but she would feel the urge to do it again.
Do what?
Live.
She took the time to stop and think
She took the time to stop and live
Enough of being scared!
Enough of just waiting there.
Why? Why would she do that?
She wanted to live!
She wanted to be her own person.
She wanted to own her life and force her luck instead of waiting for it to never happen
how scary!
How thrilling!
It's your moment! so please TAKE IT
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