is it me, that refuses to realize what’s going on in this world of mine,
is she really running from me and not to me, as i had originally thought?
where am i now?
where is this?
who was she, even?
why can’t i remember anything anymore?
i’m quite certain she was infatuated with me, enthralled by my every move
hanging on my every word, completely obsessed.
i was the world,
and i hung the moon high in the sky.
at least from her vantage point.
and now, i’m the one running to find where she’d run off to,
i have to save her,
or she has to save me
…
where is this again?
who’s voice is this
that sounds so familiar,
was i running to them
or from them?
…
princess of all princesses
i was her prince
and i was a king
holding this world
as it stared back at me,
it’s reflection staring back like my eyes on it’s surface
…
i heard a seam pop
i felt the shirt tear
as she yanked away
and screamed in fear
she clawed my eye
and she ran away.
right after i had saved her
right after i killed that horrible man
…
who was it, i was chasing?
where was it i was running?
why am i here?
…
staring in horror, as only mirrors do
watching the sanity slip
as the fog rolls in
this place is darker than the thoughts in his mind
…
not turning back, she disappears in the crowd
the tiara glimmering in the sun
as it fades along with her
into the darkest light i had ever seen
…
where is this place, that i’ve gotten myself to
why do i chase perfect strangers into the sunset
i stand with nothing but confusion like thick smoke blinding my eyes
and choking my mind
…
the princess is in another castle
the world is in another mind
a place i can no longer reach
left alone
as the fog covers the land.
…
the smoke never clears,
the shining light never ceases
i move where i think the light is coming from
when a powerful, invisible force, throws me to my back
and the world goes dark
with all the fissures in my skull
my sight leaks from my brain
onto the floor below
…
struck
as i stood there
trying to gain control
wandering in a busy street,
the damsel was never in distress
the princess, never captured
i spend my last moments
filling my fading mind with how the light
looked as it shone so brightly.
Inspired by Braid
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