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for mad_muses: lostprophets lyrics
May. 9th, 2009 10:22 pmWill we make a mark this time?
Will we always say we tried?
It feels like he's dying of cancer.
He knows that's not the case--quite the opposite, as when he wakes up, he'll be truly living again, rather than just a shadow--but it doesn't change facts. It feels like the end, and his friends haven't been much help. Not when they've done what anyone would do for a condemned man, telling him it's not his fault, giving him a time frame, and then leaving him to his own devices. He's gone through all the stages of grief. Denial in waking up to find himself in a strange place, and self-imposed isolation in bolting for the door afterward. Anger at being lied to about what he's done. Telling Peter that he doesn't want to go back counts as bargaining, he thinks, and now there's depression.
He doesn't want to die, doesn't want to fall asleep, because he knows that he won't wake up. Sylar will, not him. He's Cinderella at midnight, his one night over, and all he can do is hope that he's left behind more than a few easily forgotten trinkets--that he's made some kind of mark. He doesn't know if he's that lucky, but it's the only hope he has.
Muse: Gabriel Gray (Sylar)
Fandom: Heroes
Word Count 200 (excluding lyrics)
Will we always say we tried?
It feels like he's dying of cancer.
He knows that's not the case--quite the opposite, as when he wakes up, he'll be truly living again, rather than just a shadow--but it doesn't change facts. It feels like the end, and his friends haven't been much help. Not when they've done what anyone would do for a condemned man, telling him it's not his fault, giving him a time frame, and then leaving him to his own devices. He's gone through all the stages of grief. Denial in waking up to find himself in a strange place, and self-imposed isolation in bolting for the door afterward. Anger at being lied to about what he's done. Telling Peter that he doesn't want to go back counts as bargaining, he thinks, and now there's depression.
He doesn't want to die, doesn't want to fall asleep, because he knows that he won't wake up. Sylar will, not him. He's Cinderella at midnight, his one night over, and all he can do is hope that he's left behind more than a few easily forgotten trinkets--that he's made some kind of mark. He doesn't know if he's that lucky, but it's the only hope he has.
Muse: Gabriel Gray (Sylar)
Fandom: Heroes
Word Count 200 (excluding lyrics)
