I don't claim to own any of One Upon a Time in Mexico, no part of it at all. I wish to own it... but I doubt they'd take my sparse income for a payment...
Everything is dark now,
Depthless, endless,
Void less, yet sucking me out
Stretching on into an infinity that lacks all hope.
Having a future of bleak, blackness could be tolerable
If it were not for the vivid, Technicolor visions
Haunting me from my past.
There is nothing I can use to hide from them,
The shiny, should have beens of my future cannot distract me
From the pain my past has caused.
Stabbing into the memory of my sense.
I can see her face, floating out from the ink,
The smug look of her, as she caused this.
I can only imagine the smug turned confusion as I ended her life,
But I must admit that the thought is only half as good,
Being able to see it for myself would have been better.
This blackness that hides my enemies from me,
I can't even see the horrid sun as it grins wickedly down upon me.
Bathing me with its dragon's tongue, boiling my blood
Even as it bakes it into the dirt.
Still I got the better of the rest of them,
What does that say of them?
Faintly a tinkling comes upon the wind,
I think I'll give it another go,
Maybe even buy some gum.
I dunno, written in 20 minutes... just wanted to put something out before school started up again. Takin' a small think break from another story I've got up here. Figured I wanted to dip back into another obsession of mine that I have been neglecting as of late...
Anway, this is what it is! Inside none other than Sand's head... obviously towards the end of the movie... so, uh, yeah... reviews are nice and make a writer happy!