#thelookingglass
I'm a steamroller on a highway,
Unstoppable, and gripped by craze.
'Get out of my way! I'm coming through!'
My vision's blurred, I'm trapped in a haze.
I swerve to the left, then swerve to the right.
Through the windshield, I see the moonlight;
Bright and shining; shining, bright,
Everything is coherent in that bright light.
The bang shocks the ride, and the glass shatters;
It's that rare moment of clarity...
*The weeping bark is my destiny,
And I swerve again to meet the tree.*
I've broken through my shell,
And I stand exposed.
So this is how the levee breaks...
I can hear the river barging as it explodes.
My crystal barricade has been breached.
There's no escape, there's no defense.
The night's conspiracy is in fruitition.
And I rest my case, cease pretense.
The moonlight was a gentle kiss,
On this night, it wasn't alone...
You were the target I was destined to miss;
I'd lost the mortgage for my time loan.
--
My number was up, I was your slave
Funny how that worked out
On saving you,
My core reactor burned out.
The little boy in the moonlight
Was the reason for my demise.
*Were you my personal demon?
Or my salvation, my prize?*
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You devoured me, I worshipped you.
Then up you got, and there you left.
Guess you were my demon then...
You abandoned me, bereft.
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 1:54 AM UTC