Forgetting

Come let's gather 'round the fire. Pour gasoline into the inferno of our psychotic minds. Why not just add to the fire instead of trying to start our own? But what will you savages do when this fire you started hits home, when it kills the ones you love? Let's not ruin the mood though, shall we? For in this world of make believe there is no right or wrong, there is no consequences in your minds. There's only you, me, and the fire to which we've started. But looking out amongst the crowds, i see everyone but the Angel and the Dark Princess has left. The Princess holds her Prince's glove with a skull on it, the one she stole many years ago. The Angel holds a crown in her hands, the thing she held onto after the King made her fall. According to her, she never fell, but we all know she did. I hold a hard drive in my hand... The one thing that holds all my memories of the Dark Prince. We all walk towards the fire, ready to throw these items into the fire, to forget the memories to go along with them. I look to the others to see who will go first.The Dark Princess clutches the glove to her chest, tears falling from her eyes. Angel stares at her crown, knowing if she throws away that crown that we will know she really did fall, and we will not hesitate in spreading that fact. I look at the hard drive in my hand and throw it into the fire, turning my back on the scene behind me.

'Round and 'round and 'round we go, but where they stopped ill never know.