Saturday, August 6, 2011

Strike the Set

Well here we are. You must know me by now. Know what I am.

If not

the show is over, ladies and gentlemen.

and I'm the only one who stayed behind to clean up.

I'm the only one still here.

I remember more of what I am and what I was. But nothing near enough, nothing near a right ammount.

I'm trying though good God I'm trying.

I sweep the stage alone in the spotlight on the dark stage

the stage must be clean

I expect guests, someday.

I really am quite lonely.


  1. Seeing you left a comment helped a little bit

    I dont want to be alone anymore

  2. Thanks, Rachel. Now I feel really unfeminist for assuming you were a man.

    Being alone is the worst part, isn't it? Watching everyone around you die. I'm sorry I can't help you. You've helped me a lot, as much as I hate to admit it.

  3. Hm. Maybe I should drop by sometime.
    Because, y'know, god knows I need a drink.

  4. There are plenty of people to talk to, if you wish. But you need to pick just one identity and stick with it, otherwise it's too easy to get confused. I recommend the identity you've had the longest.

    Any time you want to talk, just say so. I'm always here.

  5. As long as you keep trying, you'll keep gaining ground. Don't give up hope.

    I'll see you soon.

  6. We'll have to come visit sometime.

    I don't like getting lonely either. :)

  7. You can talk to me, anytime. You have nothing to fear from me. And yes, I would help you clean after the show. I promise.