Chase the morning

by mareinthemoon

The fall

'Glittering lights, colored skies.
things I can never see.
In my world I try to dream
of a world I almost remember.

Tasty treats topped with creme
soft voices that beautifully sing.
The things I always longed to see
the blue of the sky
and the sound of the sea.

In my world I try and dream
of the world I almost remember.'

I Dreamed of a world beyond my reach
a place where love is what they would teach.

I long for the day I escape from here
for the day one will call
'I love you my dear'
Al I dreamed
all I fear.

It faded away
alone I disappear.

I sing a song that no one will sing
as I live to chase the morning.
A day in the sun
A world of fun.

One day is all I wish to have.

One day is all I need to remember.
The dreams will come back
and I can restart
No more the being of fear
but one of the heart.

How long will I yearn before I am to return
To a world of my dreams that I hold so dear.
Away from the dark
and away from my fear.

The world keeps spinning on its side as its maker wipes the tears from its eyes.
He misses the light.
He misses the dreams.
Now his presence is greeted with screams.

----------------------

Inside I am empty...
Iv'e lost the power to dream.

I need more...
More friends...
More..
More.

At first it was a simple one pony I brought behind the wall, it was only one and death himself did not see me as I did so.
She was pink with a curly white mane.

Bright and colorful, everything I am not.

I am unsure now weather or not it was quick and painless but I know it was quite easy.

I remember sneaking into the world beyond my own, thine own shadow reaching for her, the black tendrils wrapping around her , ensnaring her.
I drug her into the wall as she wailed cries that were like the most beautiful song any banshee could ever call out.

At first she kept her distance from me....
I frightened her..

Ha....
Ha ha ha ha....

That changed soon as I witnessed her begin to change...
Soon enough she was just as I was, her body now a stark white, the once fear filled face gone from her very head.
Perhaps it was due to how I tired of the way she looked at me...

I hated how she stared as if I was a monster....
Looking back, I was rather childish....

I took those offending orbs from her head, Looking back on it...
I simply did not want to see myself reflected in them anymore.
I did not want to see.

I found it rather useful that she could enter her former realm at will, she too began to feel.. empty.
Slendy wants to hunt for food..
Slendy wants to hunt for friends.

More....
More...
More.

Everytime we snatched more and more, filling the inner void temporarily. Each time the feeling of fullness becoming less and less satisfied, each time leaving faster and faster forcing us to take more and more.

I....No....
We became twisted....
We needed more.
We wanted the sun and the stars.

We are many,
We are strong....
I am Za...
and I am the dreamer.....
turned being of madness.