It was dark and it was quiet. The only sound that could be heard was the voice of a lonely bird.

Don't say I'm out of touch

With this rampant chaos

Your reality!

A bird caught in a gilded cage, longing for freedom from their master.

I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge

The nightmare I build my own world to escape

Using dreams and music, she escapes from her nightmarish reality. A reality where darkness has fallen, where light no longer resonates brightly, but as a lifeless dim.

In my field of paper flowers

And candy clouds of lullaby

I lie inside myself for hours

And watch my purple sky fly over me

Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming

Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights

Oh how I long for the deep sleep dreaming

The goddess of imaginary light

Caught in her world…she longed to sleep forever, wishing for entrapment where she could be free…in a world where evil did not exist.

In my field of paper flowers

And candy clouds of lullaby

I lie inside myself for hours

And watch my purple sky

Fly over me

She closed her eyes, letting the words she spoke sink in as the music faded. She stayed that way for a few minutes then opened them. Applause from the left took her attention to her single audience.

"That was beautiful." He began as he approached her and touched her cheek, catching the stray tears that fell.

Blinking rapidly, she tried to keep more from falling but it was in vain.

"Do not cry. You know it displeases me." He said as he wiped more away.

"Forgive me, I become emotional after a session. I cannot help it." She replied automatically.

"I want to hear you sing like that tonight." He continued as he took her in his arms, touching the side of her face tenderly.

Anytime he requested something, it was demanded and never asked. She closed her eyes as she leaned into his hand, enjoying the moment. He smirked lightly as he leaned down, his lips a breath from hers.

"Say you will." He whispered.

"Yes." Her response shaky as her voice was heavy with anticipation.

Giving her what she needed, he closed the distance between them. His mouth devoured and ravished hers but she would have it no other way. She loved his kisses, his touch, his voice but she hated him. No matter what he did, she would always hate him. She hated him for putting her into the world she lived in. Granted he could have killed her along with so many others but he spared her and she was grateful, grateful to be alive, though in a prison. No matter how beautiful the cage, it is still just a cage. Meant to hold meant to trap and she would never be free.


I'm not too sure where this would be going or if I will continue it. It was something I had started a while ago but just now posted it since I haven't posted anything in so long so yeah. Tell me what you think.