Saturday, November 22, 2008
Oblivion
Hello, how are you?
It is a really dark and gloomy day outside nay? And you're just coming in to get warmer right? Well sorry, but this place is not really that warm. In fact, its damn cold in here. Well whatever, since you're already here, why not listen to a rant?
Ah come, sit down. Help yourself to any drinks you want. There's some lead shots in the fridge. Or would you like this? 3 year old arsenic, never been used before! Care for a taste? I think its the best after its dashed with a little cyanide. Anyhow, come, come let's listen shall we?
You see, the thing about life. We are all trapped in a spiral down and down to oblivion. Why else do you think our DNA's that shape? All will face this spiral at some time in life. The thing is, what brings you down? For me it was that final girl. What about you? Where's the culprit behind the uncommitted murder?
When you fall you'll know. Its this sinking feeling in your chest you cannot remove. It just takes all desire to do anything at all. So you sit there, alone in the darkness, watching the world drift by while you think and rethink possibilities and questions, regrets and missing answers. You just keep thinking until the darkness claims you and you fall asleep.
Ah you won't understand. You haven't yet reached that point in life. Well be prepared. Really, I should have seen this coming. But sometimes, you're just so blinded by foolishness, believing in truth and honor and most foolish of all true love. Ay.
In the end however, some don't get completely destroyed by the spiral. They feel anger and hatred instead. So they break the spiral with this newfound strength of theirs. And now, angry and hating, they embrace the world. That's what happened to me. So don't think too badly of me until you yourself face that problem. I'll let you in on a secret. You know what caused me to break the spiral? It's a small thing. Just one sentence.
"No one gets out of this life alive"
So. In the end, the girl who thinks she's so mighty will be reunited with me in death. I will be waiting. Oblivion will rejoin all together, the mighty and the weak, the popular and the meek. And then, maybe then, you'd realize the hell you've caused me. Oblivion awaits. See you soon.
Those without hearts seeking something to fill the void, found hatred in its stead.
You promised me the sunrise,
at 2:36 AM
