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I was left, left running chasing the continuous dampened hallways, where i was left to clamber my way up towards my awaiting freedom. my hands being diced by the strand of agony left hanging taunting my freedom. Each time the buzz saws would strip me down to my bones bleeding me dry of my modesty. I can still feel my hand reaching up to the light; I will forever reach for my freedom, I have not left that moment. My body almost about to collapse, my tears entwined with my mascara to attack my eyes as i tried to stay focused feeling it streak down my face, the wounds that scattered my body reopening every time my muscles contracted and retracted; my pain disappearing the moment I saw that light. Freedom. My people were waiting I didn't care whether or not they hated me I just needed to serve them. I needed to think I was useful. I didn't want to be useless. I couldn't be useless. I kirumi Tojo could not give up. I had to make it out alive; I killed someone for fucks sake I needed to live, I needed to be cared about. My selfless devotion would not allow me to die. I couldn't die. Not here there's still people that need me.
I reached and kept reaching for what, a never ending fall into a pit of despair and selfishness?
A child's drawing, the light that i awated, the light that should've been there, the escape I should of had, the escape that I killed for, i reached up as my eyes suddenly saw the muddled colours scribbled carelessly, a drawing that was worse than an insult. My freedom swiftly taken from my grasp, the picture in my grasp, the vine falls. But I dont move.
I'm still in that moment I haven't fallen yet. The others could be dead by now I wouldn't know I'm still there. Where you left me. Matches will burn. Pages will turn and stick together. Strangers will be born and strangers will be buried. But i will be unaware. Forever unaware of what shall await me at the bottom. I was left no choice I must remain here. Here I am eternal. Eternally yours.
Tsumigi. My love.
Why?