The unneeded meaning of start and end
To the disappearance of this soul.
Who remembers characters?
From the window of madness,
I was insane. I was out of control. I knew it, but never tried to stop it. It kept raging and raging, building up inside of me. I hoped for it to disappear without a trace, but I should have stopped it instead. I finally snapped, leaving my sanity side sleeping forever inside of me, as my InSaNe side took over and became the real me. I tried to wake up myself, and become normal again. But I failed. I couldn't save myself. I couldn't save others, too. I failed.
Haven't we met before?
So, want to talk?
Goodbye, myself. I guess this is it. This is the end of me. I'm sorry if I disappointed you. I know that. But.... wait, who are you? Haven't we met before? I swear you look familiar, and your name is at the tip of my tongue. I swear it could slide right off it, but I guessed it pulled the breaks. Do I know you?
Like floating on air.
A carefree life.
A illusion that cant end.
Unable to run away.
I went back to reality. I was becoming very thirsty, and the thirst won't end until its satisfied. A smile crept onto my face as I sharpened Vendetta. Vendetta is so beautiful, so shiny, so glorious, and is very quick and elegant. I don't have to suffer with their painful screams. It hurts my ears. I feel like I'm in heaven, as if I was a cloud. No more duties, I can do whatever I want and no one is going to stop me. I'm beautiful, I'm lovely, and everyone wants me. I'm such a precious beauty, a blue rose out of so many red roses. I am immortal. I will always live. Forever and ever. Because I'm too gorgeous to die. But all those mistakes I made, I can't escape this horrible state. I don't ever want to change, ever. I like the way I am.
The discovered conclusion, disappearing.
Outlines fading to black.
In the darkness, there's no such thing thing as light.
From inside of madness.
I walked out into the street. The night was a beautiful black color, with none of those stupid, innocent, pure stars. They are weak and pathetic. I walked around, Vendetta in my jean pocket and my hands in my hoodie, my smile never coming off my face. In order to be a pretty girl, you must be a happy girl. I want their blood, I wa- NO! STOP STOP STOP! I don't want this! I want to be free! I want to wake from this nightmare! PLEASE, LET ME GO!!!!! I wa- Blood, blood, glorious blood. Sorry about that little mishap, it'll never happen again. I kept walking, just mindlessly wandering around. Suddenly, something flashed at me. I broke it with my fist. I absolutely hate light. It does nothing but blind you from your goal into succeeding here. Wait, I see a figure! Yes! My first victim! I will have them. They are MINE.
Haven't we met somewhere in the past?
You're special to me, I want to talk to you.
What time is it? What's today? I don't know.
It would be great if we completely forgot.
I walked up to the figure slowly, as if every movement was precious. It really wasn't. I gently pulled my hood up onto my hair. I gripped onto Vendetta tightly, raising it slowly. My feet lightly touched the grass, without a single sound. It was like I didn't exist, as if I wan't there at all. But when I came towards the figure, I stopped abruptly. I know him. I KNOW HIM. I FREAKING KNOW HIM. He's special to me. I'll save him for last. I put Vendetta away, kind of sad not to fulfill my thirst. I walked towards him, letting my feet make crunching noises against the hard dirt. He turned around. Oh, how I got to see his gorgeous blue eyes again, and his slicked back hair. His military uniform was still in tip top shape. His boots were old and worn but fit him snugly. I wanted to have him right away, but that would give me away. His eyes widen and he stepped back slightly, trembling. I was sad. He was afraid of me? I pouted. " Oh Luddy, don't you like me? Aren't you my friend?" " I-I thought they put you-" " I escaped, aren't you glad to see me again?" " B-but you were s-supposed to be-" "ENOUGH!! LUDWIG FREAKING BEILSHMIDT! AREN'T YOU GLAD TO SEE THAT I ESCAPED????" There a sudden pause between out words. I panting heavily from yelling, but I wasn't tired. I am never tired. "I wish I hadn't met you before," Ludwig muttered. " WHAT??" I screamed. I took a step forward with anger. Wasn't he glad? I was here! Not dead! ALIVE AS HELL!!! As the same movement I made, Ludwig brought out his pistol. He held it shakily as he said these words, " One more move and I will shoot you." I cackled and then said, " Silly Ludwig, you can't kill me! You know you love me! You. Love. Me. Simple. As. That." Ludwig made this grip on his pistol tighter and he turned his head away. I laughed once more. " You'll be mine, forever and ever."
Can't see the dark already.
The days are longer.
But that also must sink.
... what is that?
I then flashed back into my happy days. NO!! NO, NO NO!!!!!! GO BACK!!!! I then saw myself, laughing, as I swung on the old swing set. Then I saw myself sitting with Ludwig. I smiled. I love that about him, so nice and hardworking. Then all of them flashed right through me at warp speed. I WANT TO BE FREE!!! LET ME GO!!!!! I WA- stop, I'm in control now. You can't do anything. I am now here. YOU can't do ANYTHING about it. But who was that? I think it is what they call, um, I think, "sanity". By the way, what is sanity? Because I have no clue.
Like floating on air.
A carefree life.
I ran towards him, Vendetta raised up high. I was unstoppable, I get what I want. Even if I don't kill him, he will still have a miserable life. I won't. I smiled at that. I was God. I control everything. I am the queen of the universe. " P-please, Emilia, I don't want to do this," Ludwig said. I could tell he was at the verge of tears. Ha, weakling. But for some reason, something pulled me back. " LUDWIG!!! JUST KILL ME!!! I'LL BE FINE! I'LL BE FREE!!!" I shouted. No, no, no! Shut up! I am boss here! You can't do anything about it! Ludwig understood. A tear slipped down his face. "Goodbye, Emilia." His index finger pulled back the trigger. Everything felt like it was slow motion. I tried to dodge the bullet, but I failed. It buried deep into my heart, and I died instantly.
What? Where am I? Am I in heaven, or in hell? Dark? Light? Yin? Yang? Shadow? Valhalla? I don't know. But then a heavenly figure came to me, smiled, and pulled me into the light. I was happy that I was free. I constantly look down to make sure Ludwig is okay. He is, but he is sad that I'm gone. Don't be sad Ludwig, I'm finally free. You'll see me soon.