A little dittyAs the little girl did wanderas a little girl will doshe soon began to wonderat the others passing by."I wonder," said sheas another wandered past,"if they wonder as they wanderjust like you or I?'And if everyone that wanders,also wonders as they walk,then perhaps it safe to say thathe that wanders, wonders too."And her mind began to wanderto such a splendid state,that all the other wanderersdid wonder at her face."If to wander is to wonder,is to wonder - wander too?"So suddenly she stoppedand sat down right away."Oh, what a lot of nonsenseI have thought along my way!'But perhaps we only wonderwhen we wander... If that's so...then to wonder is to wanderand to wander is just that!"
DrawnHer skin was pale and emptylike a sheet, unstained and soft,but she so wanted those answers to the mysteries in her mind.She asked me oh so many timesquestions laid on paper.I reached out for a pen with which I could adorn her spinewith twisting vines and flowers;A rose without a thorn.In the symbols and the safety, we were searching for a cure.I marked my lines upon her wristfollowing the veinsI dreamt somehow the ink would stain her skin and make it dark.Even as I drew another rose upon her handI saw it drip between her lipsblackening her words.Those wild disturbing nightmares that waited in the night,surfaced when I met those eyes;the ink ran from my pen.She was dark and twistedlike the vines that I had drawn.Menacing and stony facedshe asked me still for more.The final day I saw her it was cold and overcast.She was dripping in that inkand fixed me with an icy stare.I held my head between my handsand prayed for her destructionThere was more hope in this, I
Confidencethe silence between us is bleakshe saidbut i refuse to speakto play along with your twisted gameschasing my tongue through the mazemy throat is parchedmy skin is drybut i would risk my own demiseto escape your icy liesso here we'll sit with my sword at your throat'til you see what you helped createuntie these ropes around my wristsrelease your snarling dogsi lace my bootsi tie my hairi challenge the monster in his lairyour logic has failed youyour system denied youi'm no longer compelled to believeyour souls have devoured youyour creature betrayed youthere's no reason left not to leave