The sunlight barely touches the darkness of the lake, grass around me, breeze just barely blowing my hair, that's where my dream starts. Then I see her, a girl, woman, whatever. She's older then any of the seniors I've seen but she looks like a highschook girl, young. She smiles and the wind blows back her short curly black hair and her purple eyes gleam. Then as though time had passed she suddenly standing a worried look on her face and she peers into the woods. "Sasha darling have you seen Danny? He's been gone with Sinseta for quiet a while now..." I don't feel the words leave my lips but I here my voice say " No mother, they've been gone since twelve," The girl cocks her head to one side "Twelve?!?!" The girl starts heading into the woods and I start to follow her but she turns back to me and says firmly, "Sasha stay here, I'll be back," And I let her walk away, but as soon as the last glimpse of her is gone I sense somthing is terribly wrong and I feel my feet walking after her. As I make my way through thick brush I carefully follow just barely to the point I know where she is. Then she disappears behind a bush and screams peirce the air. Panic surges through me and I dash after her, as soon as I see the clearing I automatically recognize Sinseta, holding a knife covered in blood. The panic onside me gets even stronger and as my vision blurs I catch a glimpse of that black curly hair somewhere in the grass... Then suddenly Sinseta is running twards me. The knife still in her hands adrenaline pulses trough me and I follow my first instinct, turning and running. As I dash through the forest my fear makes it hard to see, the trees seem to blur together and the ground has no volume. I keeps hearing Sinsetas voice shouting my name "Sasha Sasha!" but when I turn back it's not a knife that scares me, a carved wood box. I keep running for what feels like days or weeks and eventually my light headedness takes over and I feel myself trip on a rock and the ground rushes up to greet me. Still panicy I claw at the ground in attempt to pull myself up but Sinseta's grip takes me by the waist and flips me on my back. I thrash wildly at the sight of the box, why, I don't know. "Shhhh shh Sasha it's okay calm down..." her calming voice touches me softly but I still thrash in attempt to get free and Sinsetas cold hand touches me on the cheek. "Sasha, Sasha it's okay Shhhh calm down..."
I still try to escape and she opens the box, the purple lightoverwhelms me and suddenly I can't rip my eyes away, the last thing I remember before I black out is the purple light and Sinsetas voice whispering "Sorry Sis..."
I sit up quickly. My bed covers and the walls of the CloudTower greet me. A dream, but suddenly I can't remember any of it. The dream is just... Gone. I sit there thinking hard trying to remember the dream, nothing. I can't remember ANY of it. But I know it's not a dream... I would remember it if it was a dream, It's a memory.
I still try to escape and she opens the box, the purple lightoverwhelms me and suddenly I can't rip my eyes away, the last thing I remember before I black out is the purple light and Sinsetas voice whispering "Sorry Sis..."
I sit up quickly. My bed covers and the walls of the CloudTower greet me. A dream, but suddenly I can't remember any of it. The dream is just... Gone. I sit there thinking hard trying to remember the dream, nothing. I can't remember ANY of it. But I know it's not a dream... I would remember it if it was a dream, It's a memory.
A pain so deep inside of me that no one will ever see,
I take the pain and lock it up and throw away the key..
Because if I take this pain out of the bottle for you to see,
You would not know the one you know because I’m not even me..
The one I was months ago disappeared the night you left..
My sailing soul was caught ablaze and sunk into the depths..
I smile on the outside but within my hearts in rage..
A beautiful vase filled with poison,
my sadness turns to hate..
The hate that I have,
I hold the closest to my soul..
It is the only thing I have left of you,
it is hate that makes me Joel...
I take the pain and lock it up and throw away the key..
Because if I take this pain out of the bottle for you to see,
You would not know the one you know because I’m not even me..
The one I was months ago disappeared the night you left..
My sailing soul was caught ablaze and sunk into the depths..
I smile on the outside but within my hearts in rage..
A beautiful vase filled with poison,
my sadness turns to hate..
The hate that I have,
I hold the closest to my soul..
It is the only thing I have left of you,
it is hate that makes me Joel...