Promise me you’ll always remember who you are…. who you were… long before… they said you were… no more.
Recognize my noise and you heard about the Pit
Been told to be afraid of everything that comes within
We can talk about it later
But I think you’ve given in
I had a feeling you might
Bury the lie
The goal is simple - we thank Hussie for everything he’s done for us. For all the updates, all the people he’s met, everything he’s had to deal with - for making Homestuck. He made something far bigger than he could have imagined. I think it’s time we thanked him.
Everyone who reblogs this will have their URL added to a text file. At the end of April it will be emailed to him along explaining that these are all the people who want to personally thank him for what he does.
Rushing sound of fleeting thought
Free form and mind
A circular logic
Raging fire consuming rationality
Smoldering beneath the crusted mask
Void filled eyes
Empathy has no home here
This is where the altruistic go to die
To rise and fall
A tide of humanity and failure
Collapsing in on itself
Shame and regret thrive in darkened corners
Tomorrow never dies
The stale smell of broken promises
Haunted fragments of memory
Spiraling downward into oblivion
Calculating attempts to misconceive
Reality illustrates fractured dreams
A trinity of consciousness
Echos through the negative space
The stars turn their backs
Fixated on the darkness
A path that eternally beckons
That will always be demise
Self defeating prophecies
Curses muttered in clouds
A pit of despair
Stuck in the throat of the meek
The mighty king on his knees
Hope is near
Prospectively glistening on the horizon
Beyond the grasp of yesterday
Adjusting neurotic delusions
Of pin prick wounds
Paper cut pride
A voice taunts and soothes
It speaks in waves
Gratuitous mutilation of the present
Slithering down the spine of the bold
A loose cannon
Deafening silence of the calm
The storm that knows secrets
The smile of the puppet master
Slowly spinning the drain
Emptying the soul
A toxic release
Resonating from the center
Of a hole selfishly created
Heart cut from the chest
Smoke lingering in draping swirls
The dawn of nothing
Love lingers listlessly
Silhouettes of internal phantoms
Adjusting into focus
Along the blurred edges
Drifting beyond the clutches
You launched the assault
With the first cannonball
My soldiers were sleeping
I know that you thought
It would never come down
Down to the wire
It’s friendly fire.
So sincere that sincerity is erased.
You forget to remember that the mark I made,
Can never truly fade.
I have emptied all my hatred all I have left is sympathy.
Refuse to be one dimension when I can be three.
Trivial as it is to forgive those who wouldn’t forgive me.
I am more than alive now, I am free.
I have accepted all of my past mistakes and the responsibility.
Will not be ashamed of the path taken.
I was not born perfect, nor can I ever be.
But I have to thank you, for a part of you, made me… me.
A broken heart shatters with cracks.
Through them fall the facts.
Of any happiness and reminisce.
Each and every goodbye kiss.
Held hands and whispered bliss.
Fights, fuss, hissy fits.
True enough that we born into the world whole.
But it’s the journey not the know.
Our beauty is found in how we grow.
It’s the pit falls and knee scrapes.
It’s the learning to love through the hate.
Mending fences so torn and broken.
Decisions made, your final word spoken.
Find a way to shove it all away.
Forget me and forget the pain.
Forget the sunshine and focus on the rain.
Forget the bond and carry the blame.
Demonize, criticize, for shame.
Burn it all in white hot flames.
Will you forget a simple time too?
When you were a friend of me,
And I, a friend of you?
When backyards and swing sets were all we knew?
When pool tables were jungle gyms?
When I ran from you,
And you chased me?
When a birthday invitation was sealed with a tiny pink kiss.
Time has past and the children grown.
A jaded world became all they’ve known.
You hurt me,
And I hurt you too.
The universe we knew we tore into two.
Take what’s yours.
I’ll have mine too.
And forget to remember all we once knew?
But don’t forget this too, a part of ME, made you… you.
Live and Love and Learn.
Crash and burn.
Destroy and create.
Deface and replace.
In the end you can never truly erase.
Why, Where, When, How and Who…
What my existence meant to you.
All your existence will always mean to me.