Jan. 12th, 2009

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I can't hear anything.  The silence in this walled room is deafening.  My thoughts ring through my head, filling the empty space with an awful buzz.

Then, low, almost too low to hear, there's a tapping.  Slow, not monotonous, just variable enough to annoy.  I can see you on the other side of the glass, smiling that seductive, evil little smile.  I know what you're doing; you're trying to get inside my head, the same way you've been trying ever since you got me in this little glass jar.  But it won't happen, I won't let you. The words, the secrets, the tiny little joys are mine and mine alone to keep.

Then the lights go out, and I lose even the joy of seeing your face.  Sadist.  It's only my love for you that allowed you to trap me; it's only my love for you that won't let you steal what I am from me.

I will keep myself to myself, for if I lose myself, you lose me.  You know this, yet you keep pushing.  Why do you torment me?  Why this never-ending struggle to strip myself from me?

The ticking stops.  Silence.  Darkness.  Loneliness.  Fear. Despair.  There are two ways out: Submit or Die.

Death, come for me.  But come gently, as my love will not.

Woops

Jan. 12th, 2009 12:27 pm
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Huh.  Somehow I over-wrote the Utah AG post.  I'll have to remember how I did that, so I can not ever do that again.

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