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Previous - this entry written on December 28, 2003 at 10:08 pm - Next jaxraven: *pads in* jaxraven: Ask here. Text. Daemon-Sha: Mistress... Daemon-Sha: Theunre. Daemon-Sha: I....I beg to be allowed safety...and time away from this boy's collar. *Cringes* jaxraven: One month. One month from tonight, safe, unharmed and unhindered. No marks save ones you place. No collar, neither velvet or steel. No names save ones you choose. jaxraven: One month. Daemon-Sha: *shivers* Daemon-Sha: I'm sorry jaxraven: *nuzzles you gently* For something I already knew would come? For something that you need, that you are? jaxraven: No, theunre. jaxraven: *shrugs* I told you before, I will not let you go. Free, uncollared, unnamed, unowned... but still loved, still watched over, still cared for. I couldn't stop that if I tried. jaxraven: Speak, once more...? Daemon-Sha: I'm sorry to take away your slave. I'm sorry I needed this. jaxraven: *nuzzles you once more* Things happen. Daemon-Sha: *Takes off his collar, shivering* jaxraven: *smiles slightly, eyes half-closed, voice still quiet* I do love you, kitten. You have made me happy, far more than you likely know. That you can never take away. *shrugs, stretching for a moment* jaxraven: One month... and until then, if you need me, I'm still here. Daemon-Sha: *Hugs you* I don't think I could ever stop needing you jaxraven: *hugs you in turn* I am here.... although in a rather literal sense, I jaxraven: ...I'm actually heading off - my ankle is starting to ache something aweful. jaxraven: Managed to sprain/twist it during the last seizure. *shrug* jaxraven: *flickers out* I thought I saw a man brought to life He was warm He came around like he was dignified He showed me what it was to cry Well you couldn't be that man I adored You don't seem to know Seem to care what your heart is for But I don't know him anymore There's nothing where he used to lie The conversation has run dry That's what's going on Nothing's fine I'm torn I'm all out of faith This is how I feel I'm cold and I am shamed Lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed Into something real I'm wide awake And I can see The perfect sky is torn You're a little late I'm already torn So I guess the fortune teller's right Should have seen just what was there And not some holy light Which crawled beneath my veins And now I don't care I had no luck I don't miss it all that much There's just so many things That I can touch I'm torn I'm all out of faith This is how I feel I'm cold and I am shamed Lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed Into something real I'm wide awake And I can see The perfect sky is torn You're a little late I'm already torn Torn There's nothing where he used to lie My inspiration has run dry That's what's going on Nothing's right I'm torn I'm all out of faith This is how I feel I'm cold and I am shamed Lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed Into something real I'm wide awake And I can see The perfect sky is torn I'm all out of faith This is how I feel I'm cold and I'm ashamed Bound and broken on the floor You're a little late I'm already torn I'm torn... Funny, how life seems to throw curve balls all in a cluster. The song... reference to a title elsewhere, momentary overlap, just... ...just stuff. I'm going to go take another round of painkillers and sleep. Daris, no, actually - I'm not online much lately. Caught your IM message when I logged on today, don't know if you'll read this... and honestly, although I'd like it to be otherwise, I suspect I'm going to be something of a disappointment for a while. Y'all know where to find me - phone, email, here, whatever - but until I've got these seizures dealt with, a bit more stable anti-depressant, and a few other quirks fixed relationship-wise... ...yeah. I think I'll not be the best contact. I'm sorry. ...one more addiction... Hosted by Diaryland - All Rights Reserved - Image, Layout, and Content copyright Jax Raven - - Do Not Feed The Moose - |
