This is my first "story" so be kind. Constructive criticism is always appreciated, but please refrain from flames. Sorry it is so short. Anyways. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Sweeney Todd. All rights belong to Steven Sondheim and Tim Burton.
Falling
He was falling, simple as that.
…Pain…
…Anguish…
…Sorrow…
How could he have been so…so… so foolish! He knew that she was beautiful, of course he knew that, but he had forgotten others could see this beauty as well. Malevolent, horrible people could see her, with pure intentions the farthest thing from their minds. All they wanted was to taint what was pure; and they would get away with it too. Do you know why? Because the world was a vile, useless, evil place full of destruction and deceit. Power was held by those who could bend this to their will, not the "pure of heart". Ha. Was their such a thing as pure even? They all housed sins, wrongs and misdoings they were at fault for, some were just better at hiding them from society's prying eyes. A smirk lit up the dirty, beaten face for a moment and then fell in a heartbeat. What was happening to him? He stared at his hands in fear. No. He didn't hate the world. He loved his golden wife and his lovely daughter and… His head exploded in a frenzy of voices and he fell to his knees in agony. With an unmistakable look in his eyes he rose once again. Yes, a smirk lit up his face once again but filled with more malice than before, Benjamin Barker did not hate the world….
… But Sweeney Todd did…