You sleep a blackened dream that you know would never end.
"TAKE MY REVOLUTION AND CHANGE THE WORLD," I said. "Say that you will never change, and I will give you the sword of life. Use it for the greater good."
I said those words to you so long ago, and I now come from your past to tell you that your wrongs will be punished.
Memories collide against each other to merge into a single fragment of hesitation.
The truth that you have hidden from your beloved, and the lies that surround your carefully cultivated garden begin to crumble. Your flowers begin to wilt. You are now alone, and you are burdened with the sword of life. You wanted to let go of the hilt, let go of all your being, and so you gave it to an innocent girl.
I watched your action, and I've thought that you have done the most unforgivable sin.
YOU! You have given life to something that isn't meant to be, wasn't meant to be. Leaving her with that tiny life you have ruined her. RUINED ME!
How dare you do such a thing!
Did you know that the path you have taken will be very lonely?
You look up to the sky, and said, "Take my revolution and crack the world's shell. The world's shell is our shell, and we are the chick. If we do not crack the world's shell.........we will die."
You shivered as you said those words.
The words seemed to sound ominous in your heart, and I can't stop you from walking to your lonely path.
You walk through the endless path of an outsider. Never staying in one place, always moving away, and not even taking anything that might remind you that you were there.
I have given up on watching you. Watching you is like watching a dying bird trapped in a cage with barbwires, and when it tries to get out it only more cut up.
I began to watch the girl who is unfortunate enough to hold the sword in her arms.
I feel only pity for you....and the girl.