Paper Flowers
Disclaimer: I don't own YGO or anything else this might relate to. If I DID own YGO, my Oc's would be in it, and THEY WOULD BE MINE!! Bwahahaha!
NOTE: Song lyrics
Malik's thoughts (HIKARI Malik)
Also, I haven't seen ANYTHING with Malik/Marik in it so I'm taking his personality by the fics I've read, and my imagination. Also, details of what happens to him aren't really…detailed (so why did I call them details? Hmm…interesting…). This is (again) because I haven't seen anything of Malik/Marik/whatever you wanna call him, and because I'm not too sure about what happened to him. It varies, ya know, and I'm still kinda uncertain. It's a fluffy fic of vagueness and thoughts. ENJOY!
Chapter 1 – Purple
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, paper flowers…!
So pretty…
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, paper flowers…!
So, so pretty…
I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming
Monsters calling my name
I don't want to be afraid…but I am…I can't help it.
Why does it have to hurt? Why can't they leave me alone?
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
I hear it now...does that mean he'll stop it soon?
Where the raindrops
As they're falling tell a story
Will there be a happy ending?
Tell me there will…
…Please.
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
I don't know who screams for me when I'm gone…when I hide…yes, I hide. I'm not ashamed…I'm just afraid.
Don't say I'm out of touch
To think I'm still in touch with myself…in touch with what's happening…it's my only thought of slight sanity.
…Is that a bad thing?
With this rampant chaos - your reality
You live for pain, and hurt and chaos, it seems to me…why are you like that? Why did you have to pick me?
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
Too well…too well...it hurts, as well…
The nightmare I built my own world to escape
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
I wonder what would happen if I turned those hours into days…weeks…months…
Maybe more, I do not know…nor do I want to right now.
It scares me more to think like that.
Besides, I love my family too much to leave them like that.
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
I can't seem to stop…but neither can he…
Cannot sleep for the fear of silent nights
Some night I curl up in one corner after he has gone and left me to drag myself out after him…I scream…scream because I'm afraid where the silence will lead my thoughts if I do not make a sound.
So I scream.
Oh how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
I want to sleep so badly…
But I'm afraid to do that too.
The goddess of imaginary light
Give me something, anything, Goddess!
In my field of paper flowers
At least I have my field of flowers…keep me sane…keep me hoping…keep me living…keep my will…and my dreams.
And candy clouds of lullaby
The clouds look so pretty…not as pretty as my paper flowers, but pretty…they're so peaceful…so peaceful…
…Yet so far away…I fear I will never reach them.
I lie inside myself for hours
I sleep as I lie in my field, gazing and dreaming of my clouds…
And watch my purple sky fly over me
…jumping and diving between them one by one, high in my purple sky.
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, paper flowers…!
…I have purple eyes…they're so pretty…the only thing I still like about myself, actually.
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, paper flowers…!
…I can see myself, where my real body is, when I look past my clouds that cloud my fears from me…I see me screaming…that's me now…
My sky…is the same as my eyes…hmm…
…That's interesting.
Okay…I was just listening to Evanescence's "Imaginary" when this popped into my head. I've renamed it paper flowers, as you can see, though.
Anyway, please review, thanks for reading this VERY random fic, naioka1992 - xoxo