To
live and not to breathe
Is to die In tragedy
To run, to run
away
To find what you believe
And I leave behind
This
hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exitst
So
I run
I run away
To the light of masochist
And I leave
behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time
I couldn't believe Feathertail was really...gone.
Once I became Crowfeather, I knew Feathertail was right. She was with me everywhere.
Every time a cat said my name 'feather' reminded me of her.
When I sat my vigil out by her grave, she sat the whole night with me.
When I am in trouble, and my life is dangling on the line, she is with me, taking the painful steps with me.
"Think you have nine lives, do you? Don't make me save you again."
I can't stop thinking about her.
I had to run away from the others today. To see the compassion and caring in Squirrelpaw's eyes, the raw grief in Stormfur's, and the ambition in Brambleclaw's hurt too much today. I couldn't stay with them, so I went for a hunt. I could smell her beside me the whole way.
This happened a million times, if not a million and one.
I could feel her, her words that she'd never leave me not lies, as I knew. Why was I left behind? Why?
My dear Feathertail, how will I live without you?
My dearest Feathertail, why did you have to leave me?