Post by Falcon on Jun 29, 2009 17:49:01 GMT -6
"She's been gone for.. 3 days now. And.. I don't know how I really feel about it. I want her here, that much I know. And yet, when I stop thinking about her specifically, her memory doesn't creep into my head. It just sits there, and waits for me to go back to it. Patiently waiting.. like she used to do whenever I had something else to do. She would just patiently wait there for me to return, with that same smile on her face. Never once voicing a complaint, no matter where I went, no matter how long I was gone, she was just.. there.. when I got back."
"Sounds like you miss her more than you're letting on."
"I wish I could just agree with that, but I know that's not true. I do want her here, but part of me keeps saying that if she didn't come back it wouldn't be the end of the world. The part I'm having trouble with is I don't know what to do. She wants me to be my old self, but I can't really see where I've changed."
"That's why you're here. I'm glad you called actually, few people realize the difference between what I do, and conventional therapy."
"I heard that you deal more with emotional problems than mental ones. Actually, everyone I talked to told me you were a nutjob and not worth the money, but I figured I'd see what the fuss was all about."
"I prefer to think of myself as new age. I'm just someone you talk to until you figure out what you need to do. But, go on."
"I suppose my next step then is to tell you everything I've done recently and then you offer me insights as to what's different between then and now?"
"That's a good place to start."
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"The minutes pass by ever so slowly Spike. It's all I can do to sit here and watch the clock, wishing that the hands would suddenly forget conventional means and spin around until the day becomes Sunday and we can get this over with. I knew one day you would come back Spike. I never intended, nor tried to run from you forever. Think about it. I could have easily said nothing when you came back. You said you would find out who took you out, but you and I both know that would have been impossible. I took every precaution to make sure that you wouldn't know. I put almost as much into that as I did making sure you wouldn't be back in time to screw up our plans for the Resistance. Sure, the Resistance entirely failed themselves and screwed our plans, but up until then..
EveRy tHinG wAs GoiNg sO sMootHly
(cough) Sorry, little carried away on that one. I could have sat back and let you wonder. I could have acted like nothing was wrong and secretly laughed at you when you failed to put the non-existant pieces of the puzzle together. But, no, I came right out and told you. I knew you'd come for me, in fact.. I counted on it. It's like this for far too long, with me standing in the dark, almost close to the light but never quite there. Always standing right behind someone taking up all the sun, endlessly waiting for my chance, always watching as some undeserving douche gets shoved in front of me because he's got a cute face, or a marketable gimmick. When we dispatched Social Distortion to the black put of obscurity, I thought I would get my shot, but no.. everyone pat Angel on the back and sung his praises. When the Empire fell.. when I broke the last strand of sanity in Kole Kaos by proving that someone as unremarkable as me was a better athlete than he was, I thought maybe then someone would recognize it. But no, it wasn't enough. Now, I have you.. dead to rights Kane.
NoW.. thEy'lL HavE tO SeE...
(Breathe.) So, come get me Spike. Bring the force of all the ancient Gods you feel like calling upon from whatever dead religion you can think of. Hell, make some of them up if you have to. I'm tired of the darkness. I'm tired of some undeserving ass like Ortega soaking up my spotlight. I'm tired of clowns like Harold telling me I'm worthless than not having the balls to admit they were wrong after I beat their ass. I'm tired of the Lance Ryan Era.. I'm tired of the Spike Kane Era.. I'm tired of the Steve Awesomes.. the Trent Helms'.. the Xavier Williams.. the Jack Hammonds.. the Adam Knites... they've all fallen to me at one point or another.. all of them..
ExCepT yOu...
Tick.. Tock... Tick... Tock...
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"It's weird. You'd think I would be offended by some guy just walking in and intimidating my husband into letting me go. But, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I was the one who made the mistake. I married a man just so I wouldn't have to work. I went to a dozen charity events, faked hundreds of smiles, and lay like a dead fish in bed many a night just to avoid holding down a job."
"So, you're grateful then?"
"More than he knows, but I find it hard to tell him that."
"Why is that?"
"His intentions weren't exactly noble. He didn't try to save me, he just wanted to f*** me and leave me with nowhere to go."
"So, you're angry then?"
"No. But I know I should be. That's what bothers me. It's like we were meant to be together. We compliment each other so well.. it's frightening."
"So, if you aren't mad, you enjoy being with him, and he obviously wants you around.. the burning question is why did you leave?"
"I have the feeling that if I'm here, he won't let this rage go. And if he doesn't, it will consume him..."
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I should have seen all the signs all around me
But I was comfortable inside these walls
So go ahead and take another piece of me now
While we all bow down to you
You tear me down and then you pick me up
You take it all and still it's not enough
You try to tell me that you can heal me
But I'm still bleeding and you'll be the death of me
How can you love my affliction?
If you're the sickness and I'm the cure
Too long I've faked this addiction
Another sacrifice would make us pure
You tear me down and then you pick me up
You take it all and still it's not enough
You try to tell me that you can heal me
But I'm still bleeding and you'll be the death of me
I won't forget
I cannot forget this
I won't forget
I'll never forget this
I can never prove this illusion
You aren't the one that I thought you were
So I learn to embrace this allusion
The kind that seperates and starts to burn
You tear me down and then you pick me up
You take it all and still it's not enough
You try to tell me that you can heal me
But I'm still bleeding and you'll be the death of me
"Sounds like you miss her more than you're letting on."
"I wish I could just agree with that, but I know that's not true. I do want her here, but part of me keeps saying that if she didn't come back it wouldn't be the end of the world. The part I'm having trouble with is I don't know what to do. She wants me to be my old self, but I can't really see where I've changed."
"That's why you're here. I'm glad you called actually, few people realize the difference between what I do, and conventional therapy."
"I heard that you deal more with emotional problems than mental ones. Actually, everyone I talked to told me you were a nutjob and not worth the money, but I figured I'd see what the fuss was all about."
"I prefer to think of myself as new age. I'm just someone you talk to until you figure out what you need to do. But, go on."
"I suppose my next step then is to tell you everything I've done recently and then you offer me insights as to what's different between then and now?"
"That's a good place to start."
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"The minutes pass by ever so slowly Spike. It's all I can do to sit here and watch the clock, wishing that the hands would suddenly forget conventional means and spin around until the day becomes Sunday and we can get this over with. I knew one day you would come back Spike. I never intended, nor tried to run from you forever. Think about it. I could have easily said nothing when you came back. You said you would find out who took you out, but you and I both know that would have been impossible. I took every precaution to make sure that you wouldn't know. I put almost as much into that as I did making sure you wouldn't be back in time to screw up our plans for the Resistance. Sure, the Resistance entirely failed themselves and screwed our plans, but up until then..
EveRy tHinG wAs GoiNg sO sMootHly
(cough) Sorry, little carried away on that one. I could have sat back and let you wonder. I could have acted like nothing was wrong and secretly laughed at you when you failed to put the non-existant pieces of the puzzle together. But, no, I came right out and told you. I knew you'd come for me, in fact.. I counted on it. It's like this for far too long, with me standing in the dark, almost close to the light but never quite there. Always standing right behind someone taking up all the sun, endlessly waiting for my chance, always watching as some undeserving douche gets shoved in front of me because he's got a cute face, or a marketable gimmick. When we dispatched Social Distortion to the black put of obscurity, I thought I would get my shot, but no.. everyone pat Angel on the back and sung his praises. When the Empire fell.. when I broke the last strand of sanity in Kole Kaos by proving that someone as unremarkable as me was a better athlete than he was, I thought maybe then someone would recognize it. But no, it wasn't enough. Now, I have you.. dead to rights Kane.
NoW.. thEy'lL HavE tO SeE...
(Breathe.) So, come get me Spike. Bring the force of all the ancient Gods you feel like calling upon from whatever dead religion you can think of. Hell, make some of them up if you have to. I'm tired of the darkness. I'm tired of some undeserving ass like Ortega soaking up my spotlight. I'm tired of clowns like Harold telling me I'm worthless than not having the balls to admit they were wrong after I beat their ass. I'm tired of the Lance Ryan Era.. I'm tired of the Spike Kane Era.. I'm tired of the Steve Awesomes.. the Trent Helms'.. the Xavier Williams.. the Jack Hammonds.. the Adam Knites... they've all fallen to me at one point or another.. all of them..
ExCepT yOu...
Tick.. Tock... Tick... Tock...
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"It's weird. You'd think I would be offended by some guy just walking in and intimidating my husband into letting me go. But, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I was the one who made the mistake. I married a man just so I wouldn't have to work. I went to a dozen charity events, faked hundreds of smiles, and lay like a dead fish in bed many a night just to avoid holding down a job."
"So, you're grateful then?"
"More than he knows, but I find it hard to tell him that."
"Why is that?"
"His intentions weren't exactly noble. He didn't try to save me, he just wanted to f*** me and leave me with nowhere to go."
"So, you're angry then?"
"No. But I know I should be. That's what bothers me. It's like we were meant to be together. We compliment each other so well.. it's frightening."
"So, if you aren't mad, you enjoy being with him, and he obviously wants you around.. the burning question is why did you leave?"
"I have the feeling that if I'm here, he won't let this rage go. And if he doesn't, it will consume him..."
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I should have seen all the signs all around me
But I was comfortable inside these walls
So go ahead and take another piece of me now
While we all bow down to you
You tear me down and then you pick me up
You take it all and still it's not enough
You try to tell me that you can heal me
But I'm still bleeding and you'll be the death of me
How can you love my affliction?
If you're the sickness and I'm the cure
Too long I've faked this addiction
Another sacrifice would make us pure
You tear me down and then you pick me up
You take it all and still it's not enough
You try to tell me that you can heal me
But I'm still bleeding and you'll be the death of me
I won't forget
I cannot forget this
I won't forget
I'll never forget this
I can never prove this illusion
You aren't the one that I thought you were
So I learn to embrace this allusion
The kind that seperates and starts to burn
You tear me down and then you pick me up
You take it all and still it's not enough
You try to tell me that you can heal me
But I'm still bleeding and you'll be the death of me