I do not own Sly Cooper. Everything else is fictional.
From Your Night
Can't let it go, nightmares that drain me dry. Remember those days? Couldn't rise from bed? You'd shake me to wake me? How horrible. Nightmares; they were dreams of things that were awful. The genius but murderous actor that was haunted by his ego; it made me scream every evening. Remember the astronaut time? From space he came only he found everyone had forgotten his name; I'd cry when he'd talk about where he'd been and how much he lost.
These are just two that you might remember. I gave you tremors when I'd talk about each one. We'd play our "games" to bring in a little fun. Make me smile; forget the terrors that plagued my mind. The horrors; they grew like a rose just planted for the first time. Their thorns cut right through my skin; madness wouldn't let me sleep. What did you do? Put me away until you could figure out something. Was it the best choice? That depends. Did you do what felt best for you while I went through suffering, talking of more incredible things? What were you thinking?
It matters no more; they came for me. The genius murderous actor isn't that bad believe it, or not. What about the astronaut? He's glad I'll be joining him; he feels that with me he'll finally be known. I must admit going into Misery will forever make me weary. Although, I'll be glad that in your world there will be peace. Tell your "help" to look all they want, but they won't find their patient. Someday you will understand. You will know where I am. Have faith and don't cry.
When you find this close your eyes. I'll be there in the darkness. You may want me to come back, but I can't. I'm in the world for the sleepless for that's what I am. Someday you will understand. Will I return? Maybe. What will I say now? Nightmares I've found, are special.
