“Where were you at, psycho-boy?”
“I wanted to destroy something beautiful.”
Don’t know where I’ve been, don’t know where I’m going. Crashing and burning with a vengeance, laughing all the way, ho ho ho.
Twisted hopes wrapped around twisted dreams, and we all fall down.
Waiting for the Gods of hope to rescue me from my life of desperation.
Gone off the deep end for tonight, and I don’t really care. The planet is dying and I can’t stop laughing. Watch me and learn, this is what you do NOT want to be when you grow up.
Silk whispers in the middle of the night, saying things that you never even imagined—wonderful and horrifying—and no matter how hard you try, you can’t get them to shut up. Stripes and high heels and all sorts of weird shadows.
Wishing for sleep, but it just won’t come, because of the monsters.
They creep across the roof with the sand-drop security of the long-ago-mad, what do they want with you?
We’re all lost, but we won’t know it until we’re found, and by then, we’ll all be animals.