(It's been a while! Wow! Anyway, I wrote this the other day while I was trying to get some emotions out...I'm so sorry lol Anywho enjoy! I do not own Doctor Who.)
- All Just Ghosts -
I don't believe in ghosts…do you?
I think you must.
There are so many around you…so many left in your wake. They don't know that's what they'll become, or…do they really change at all? Are we all marked before we begin?
It was never meant to be this way. It was nothing you ever planned.
It just, happens…and, people leave.
But you keep on living, because time is not the boss of you. You can't stop, you mustn't. If you did…you would go mad.
And so, you run.
You run and you never stop running. Never letting it catch up with you.
The pain…the sheering loss.
You shut it out. Not giving it a chance to attack, to consume. Shutting the darkness out or burying it deep.
The Oncoming Storm, the Predator…that's what they call you. That's what they see.
But that which is hidden would reveal something not as strong. The scared, lonely boy…regretting so much. Wishing he could save them all, simply wishing for someone who will never leave.
The Doctor, one who's chosen name means "healer", needs so much healing himself.
But know this…you have saved so many. You have changed so much for the better. You are so strong despite your weakness. You have given others hope and others strength. So many worlds go on because of you.
Because you don't give up, you don't stop.
Please never do.
Keep going.
Because somewhere out there, skies are on fire, seas are asleep and people are in danger, worlds of people…and people, they need hope.
They need a Doctor.