Vast Empty Eyes

Mutiny

If we ever decided to go, would these apparitions follow?

If we came back, would they be here tomorrow?

Oh, joy. The sound of a scream makes her giggle, taking in every feature of that sound of sorrow. Darling thing she is, wearing her depleted innocence abroad. Sweet little creature, so weary and weak. Oh, come now, let her play, the poor thing's all alone. Take this, here take it I say! It's yours to keep now child. Merrily skip away, waving to all their hidden intentions. Oh, darn you! Now it just won't go away! Tell me how to make it better, so I can fix it. Please, tell me how to make it go away! Dancing along to this delusion? Falling towards this fading facade? A mangled mess she is now. A ruptured rapture. Oh, why did she go and bite where she was told to chew? Oh, my darling child, what did I tell you? Come along now and sit. Let us wash this filthy faith away. I do hope that they're still there. oh, how I wish they would just come home! Yet still the screaming continues and her grin swallows her face. Begging for all the wails their breaths can sustain. Oh, precious little girl, I truly hope she does lose you this time. Then perhaps you can embark on a whole new hallucination. Beautiful baby, let their putrid remains crumble under the threshold of sanity. But I bet they'll never stop looking for you. To bad, huh? Hush your voice now, your pity is merely an annoyance. Now go, and don't dare let them find you, don't you ever give them a chance to catch up. Don't ever let her go. No honey, it's not your fault. Feel imperative to doubt all accusations. Just don't stay there and wait for me anymore, for there's no need to ask questions for answers you've always known. But maybe someday, in the distant future, the past will learn to stay in its place. And maybe this time, a butchered soul and a blunt criteria of their tortured minds will be enough to rattle the chain and shake you free. Oh, sweetheart...