I could say I was hurt, but it wouldn't be true. However this knife in my back reminds me of you.

And even my day of birth, becomes nothing more than a grain of sand. A grain in lifes absurd hourglass.

And that day I learned the horrible truth of it all, I too saw black snow falling from a black sky.

And so I became your pillar of strength in this dark place. A pillar of flesh and bone. All it cost me was my sanity and my soul, and I will never falter.

You promised me freedom, but delivered only chains. Your chemical cocktail for happiness, is made from the blood of dreams.

Your tears are the only payment I'll ever need.

My scars do not whisper that I am weak, they scream that I am strong. Where others quit, I have endured.

I realize now, I was just a joker in the red queen's deck.

The universe is infinite and dark little one. And who's to say what strange horrors await us... patiently... quietly

Grinding, binding, the gears ever turn. The machine of reality, like clockwork insanity.