Part one: Complicated

She dont know does she, the way that i truly feel about her. Ive always been hiding in the shadows. Pretending to just be someone who cared.
Its not enough, is it?
I do care, but in a different way than what other thinks.
If anything would happen to her, i would die.
But still....they might think they know.
But do they understand what they know?
im just silently walking down this road of loneliness feeling hollow, empty.
She is there for me, always.
But is she there for me the way i wants?
Ill be here....waiting...until the day she realises, the way i feel.
Maybe, if im lucky, she will feel the same thing for me.
I love her. Id give my heart away for her. Id do anything for her.
But does she know it?
I guess ill just keep walking, this path of misery.
Until the day im able to show my true feelings.
I love you!

Blood Masquerade part 2: Mental Fusion

Its winter....snow is falling down between the many pine trees in the huge forest...tiny footsteps is too be seen in the snow....there are small red spots all around the footprints...deeper in the forest an angel walks....it is her footprints...where is she going?....there is blood flowing from her eyes....she is crying, crying her life out...

Further away there is marks from paws....tiny ones....a small fox is walking in the direction of the angel...he feels sad...in the winter there isnt any small pretty birds around...he just longs until the spring when he can tear those birds apart and eat their meat...Its in his nature...that is what he have to do to survive...though humans is worse....much worse...

The angel falls down at a stone resting her head on it...the tears from her eyes is painting the stone red...she cant cry her pain all out...she cant die...angels are eternal....

The fox sees the angel....he approaches her....he feels warm and happy when he is close to her...he lies down beside her...

"dear fox, why are you happy when i am sad...there is nothig left for you in this abandoned forest, why are you here"

"Angel...your deep depression makes mine just a snowcrystal in the winter...that is what makes me happy...but....angel whats your name? Why are you so sad?"

"Im Fukeiki, the angel of sorrow....and im sad because i am the one to carry the depression of all the other angels"

"Well, Fukeiki....in return for lying here with you for a while...ill carry a little of your pain...if that is possible"

The angel took the fox in her arms and held him tight to her for a while...the fox felt like nothing in the world could be better than this...then he fell asleep...


A man opened his eyes...he was lying in the forest with his head resting on a stone...
"Where am i? Who am i? Why do i feel so sad?"

He stood up....he started to walk....he reached a huge field....he felt in his pocket...a razorblade...

Blood masquerade part 1: The dream

I dont wanna live anymore....my scissor is tearing my skin and veins apartThe blood flows out of my wrist...I just want this to end quickly...But it doesnt...I start to realise something is wrong when my bed becomes wet..I look around my room...the floor is covered in blood...This much cant come from me....i look at my wrist,it have turned into a huge dark hole were a stream of blood is running out of.I run to the door of my room...there isnt any door...I watch the blood fill the room...The time goes and the stream gets more violent....soon it turns into a river...

My room is almost filled with blood now...I gasp for air at the little space at the roof...I dive...I can see the river in my arm...how do i stop this...but...the river have changed direction.Now it runs into my arm instead....it moves awa from my arm and becomes a huge hole in the wall.Everything gets sucked into the hole....i try to grab onto something but everything goes away.Im going into the hole too...I let myself go with the river...This must be what happens when you die, i think...But i dont feel dead...

Suddenly...the river stops flowing...i swim upwards...or is it downwards...i dont know.Time and space dont exist in this place...I dont need to breath...i dont feel cold or warm.I swim and i swim...and i reach air....or is it air...i dont need it anyway, im invulnerable now.There is a small island right in front of me...i keep swimming until i reach it...im climbing up on it.Its so small...i can see all the edges of the island...Around it is a HUGE ocean of blood...nothing to be seen...
After sitting down for what feels like days on the small island...whole the ocean starts to whirl...Flames rise up from the ocean...now i cant see the blood anymore...i walk over to the fire,Reaching out for it...I dont feel it..A hand grabs onto me...i try to get away from it but it wont let me go..."dont let go"...I turn around...a tiny girl is standing right next to me...she got a bright voice...

"hold onto the hand...it is your soul, caught in the darkness...you cant live without a soul"

The hand pulls me...and i let myself get swallowed by the flames...