Wow! Thanks for all the great reviews on my lemon, peeps! You're so great
to me!
Err.... this is a piece on Schu-Schu. My FAVORITE redhead. That's right, Aya fans, Schu is my favorite. Don't hurt me! I like Aya-kun too.
WARNING: Depressing. Don't read unless you are in the mood to say, "wow, that's dark..."
Takehito Koyasu owns Weiss, not me. Don't sue please!!!!!!!!!!!
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And They Go On
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This isn't fair.
What did I do to deserve this?
Everyone is talking, they're screaming at me. Crying at me. Begging at me. All of them. Every single last one. Whispering at me. Trying to seduce me into falling into their world, never to return to my own.
I have a headache. All I want is some peace and quiet.
Stop this. Stop it! STOP!
And the world keeps turning, and they go on.
One of them stops. Just stops. Falls out, trampled by the rest of them. My connection to that one is gone, and even though he was laughing at me too, I mourn his loss. They laugh at me for it.
He was hurting you, they say. He was stealing from you. Stealing your memories and your sanity. He was laughing at you, and you still mourn that he's gone.
Have you ever felt someone die?
Not seen it, or held their hand while they stopped. Actually been inside their mind while they died. Felt their thoughts, their last motions with their bodies. No?
Well, he just died.
And I felt it.
People don't slip away, like most people seem to think. They stop. They just stop. One minute they're there, and the next they're gone. That's all there is to it.
Didn't you hear me? Be quiet! I said stop it! Stop it! STOP!
And the world keeps turning, and they go on.My blood is pounding in my ears. Every movement I make is agony. My headache is that bad. If I was a woman, I'd call it a migraine.
Scheisse, why not? It's a migraine.
It would feel so much better if they would just shut up. But they won't. They never do. No matter what I do to keep them out of my head, how thick I make my shields, I still hear them. The sound of them is as constant as the sound of my own breathing, as the sound of my heart pumping. I hate them.
They wouldn't be so bad if I didn't lose my thoughts in them. But they swallow what I think, like some angry god. If I don't sacrifice my thoughts to them, I lose their favor.
Like I ever had it in the first place.
Gods, can't you shup up for a minute? Shut up! STOP!
And the world keeps turning, and they go on.
I hate them, I swear.
Every single thing they do, I feel.
When a teaher gives a good report card, I feel the pride of the teacher and the surprised joy of the student. When a woman gives birth, I feel her pain, feel her insides ripping apart, feel her awed joy as the tiny life not yet old enough to think slips out of her. I feel the child's pain when they first see death. When a woman gets raped, I can feel her anguish, bodily and mentally, at the same time I feel her captor's savage joy at ramming into her. I can feel the last thought of a dying person.
The only experiences I want are my own.
Get out of my head! Stop it! STOP!
And the world keeps turning, and they go on...
~~~OWARI~~~
What'd'ja think? Lemme know!!!!
Err.... this is a piece on Schu-Schu. My FAVORITE redhead. That's right, Aya fans, Schu is my favorite. Don't hurt me! I like Aya-kun too.
WARNING: Depressing. Don't read unless you are in the mood to say, "wow, that's dark..."
Takehito Koyasu owns Weiss, not me. Don't sue please!!!!!!!!!!!
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And They Go On
~~~~~~
This isn't fair.
What did I do to deserve this?
Everyone is talking, they're screaming at me. Crying at me. Begging at me. All of them. Every single last one. Whispering at me. Trying to seduce me into falling into their world, never to return to my own.
I have a headache. All I want is some peace and quiet.
Stop this. Stop it! STOP!
And the world keeps turning, and they go on.
One of them stops. Just stops. Falls out, trampled by the rest of them. My connection to that one is gone, and even though he was laughing at me too, I mourn his loss. They laugh at me for it.
He was hurting you, they say. He was stealing from you. Stealing your memories and your sanity. He was laughing at you, and you still mourn that he's gone.
Have you ever felt someone die?
Not seen it, or held their hand while they stopped. Actually been inside their mind while they died. Felt their thoughts, their last motions with their bodies. No?
Well, he just died.
And I felt it.
People don't slip away, like most people seem to think. They stop. They just stop. One minute they're there, and the next they're gone. That's all there is to it.
Didn't you hear me? Be quiet! I said stop it! Stop it! STOP!
And the world keeps turning, and they go on.My blood is pounding in my ears. Every movement I make is agony. My headache is that bad. If I was a woman, I'd call it a migraine.
Scheisse, why not? It's a migraine.
It would feel so much better if they would just shut up. But they won't. They never do. No matter what I do to keep them out of my head, how thick I make my shields, I still hear them. The sound of them is as constant as the sound of my own breathing, as the sound of my heart pumping. I hate them.
They wouldn't be so bad if I didn't lose my thoughts in them. But they swallow what I think, like some angry god. If I don't sacrifice my thoughts to them, I lose their favor.
Like I ever had it in the first place.
Gods, can't you shup up for a minute? Shut up! STOP!
And the world keeps turning, and they go on.
I hate them, I swear.
Every single thing they do, I feel.
When a teaher gives a good report card, I feel the pride of the teacher and the surprised joy of the student. When a woman gives birth, I feel her pain, feel her insides ripping apart, feel her awed joy as the tiny life not yet old enough to think slips out of her. I feel the child's pain when they first see death. When a woman gets raped, I can feel her anguish, bodily and mentally, at the same time I feel her captor's savage joy at ramming into her. I can feel the last thought of a dying person.
The only experiences I want are my own.
Get out of my head! Stop it! STOP!
And the world keeps turning, and they go on...
~~~OWARI~~~
What'd'ja think? Lemme know!!!!
