Midnight Corruption
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Joined 10-23-02, id: 284761
Update: 2-4-03
Look around, and all you see is a great, moving mass of people. They are the same as the darkness when you're alone, ready to close in and suffocate.
What is there to do but cling to a solid wall and walk on?

Walk On, by u2

And if the darkness is to keep us apart
And if the daylight seems like it's a long way off
And if your glass heart should crack
And for a second you trn back
Oh no,
Be strong

Walk on
Walk on
What you got, they can't steal it
No, the can't even feel
Walk on,
Walk on
Stay safe tonight

You're packing your suitcase for a place
That none of us has ever been
A place that has to be believed
To be seen
You could have flown away
A singing bird, an open cage
That will only fly
Only fly for freedom

Walk on
Walk on
What you got, they can't deny it
Can't sell it or buy it
Walk on
Walk on
You stay safe tonight

And I know it aches
Your heart, it breaks
You can only take so much

Walk on

Home, hard to know what it is
If you've never had one
Home, I can't say where it is
But I know I'm going home
That's where the hurt is

And I know it aches
And your heart, it breaks
And You can only take so much

Walk on

Leave it behind
You've got to leave it behind

All that you fashion and all that you make
All that you build and all that you break
All that you measure and all that you feel
All this you can leave behind

(Walk on, bucko. This week may not be over, but walk on.)

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To my friends:
Kuja2001: One review. Well, it's better than nothing. Thanks, at least.

Princess Ryoko:
Damn right we're all screwed up. Fucking-A. Don't forget it! Where's the fun in being normal?

Chupaflor: Secrets, tears, and running. Never leaving. Just running for now. And following.
Trying for all that it's worth.
You know as much as I can part with for now. Maybe nightmares AREN'T meant to be explained, because I sur as hell can't explain the (memories) (images) (fears) (crying) that this one brought.
I'm here, crying or laughing. I'm here, silence or none. I;m here running or hiding. Walk on.

Night again. My body is chained, but my spirit flies in the moonlight, along the landscape of a night-world very few know. This is beauty. The day is a deceiful tangle of lies.
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Do you know how it feels to lay in the dark and listen to your heartbeat- wonder if you're just imagining the slowing? Have you ever hurt so much that you had to let it out somehow, and then cry for hours, becuse you really do feel better, even though you're scared of yourself. Have you ever wondered just when you're going to go too far?
One of my friends once said that I never get scared and never cry... she couldn't have been more wrong. Anyway, I can't make her see. I can't make anyone see. Maybe when I finally fall over the last brink, maybe then they'll see who I am. I can't make them hear my story, and I honestly don't think I can win. Is this stupid facade of laughter holding me up, or locking me in? Does it even matter? I think not.

At this point, pain outside is almost... sweet compared to everything else. That should scare me, but there are worse things waiting in the dark.
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Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's full of weeping more than you can understand.
- from The Lost Child, WB Yeats
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Maybe life is like a ride on a freeway.
Dodging bullets while you're trying to find your way.
Everyone's around, but no one does a damn thing.
It brings me down, but I won't let them...

If I seem bleak,
well, you'd be correct
And if I don't speak
It's 'cause I've been disconnected
But I won't be
Burned up by the reflection
Of the fire in your eyes
As you're staring at the sun.

When I ran, I didn't feel like a runaway.
When I escaped I didn't feel like I got away.
There's more to living
Than only surviing
Maybe I'm not there,
but I'm still trying.

Though you hear me
I don't think that you relate
My will is something
That you can't confiscate
So forgive me,
But I won't be frustrated
By destruction in your eyes.
As you're staring at the sun.
-The Offspring-Americana Hello Darkness my old friend.
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