For this and nothing else our kind will never dwell in peace. For we were born to rule the world. The inner world. Raised as a posh princess I became a savage, weeping for the kingdom of trees. I got a few pints during the full moon. Seriously messing with the rule one - no damn people. Set in the position, breathe in, breathe out, you know my simple ritual.
He touched my back.
After tricky moments I went for more. Cubbie always stays by mi side, with me in my body, my best loyal buddy. I told myself though, to let it all go. The body might die, but the otherworldly blended freedom is calling me tight.
"I can't breath" I said and I left.
Through the window, on the roof,
jump down, feeling waterproof,
pass the fence, up to the hill, hence
this is my life, this is my will.
Even my pupils would tell me No,
still I had to, I have to do so.
I'd say my flesh stayed in the bed,
I woke up laters, not looking bad.
Hear your voices, they whisper you right,
two different pupils watched you in the night.
Bothered be not about that eyes,
thus Helga is near and a man can die fast.