I dreamed a little dream,
a tiny little thing
and I wondered where it came from
and how it came to be.
And in this little dream
was something that could ne’er be
for who could ever learn
to love a beast like me?
Used up, discarded, cast aside like trash
just a foolish puppet, so pathetic, so sad
afraid to be touched
always pulling back,
fearful that someone
might see through the act.
Don’t leave me, don’t go
I’m begging you stay
if only til nightfall
please keep my demons away.
I just cannot face it,
not alone, not today,
not in any conceivable way.
I’m reaching while falling,
though silent my cries,
praying someone will catch me
and tell me no more sweet lies.
Love me and cherish and 
never say goodbye,
save this wretched and ugly,
unlovable soul
before time runs out
and I’m forever trapped
in darkness’ hold.

Will is an author and artist and producer (it’s only one indie short film but it’s on IMDB.com so it totes counts!) and founder of fetchentertainment.com and pain in the ass. He rather opinionated and has no problem sharing his thoughts on a variety of topics from the freakshow that was Election 2016 (how tf did Trump freaking win!?) to the importance of matching that belt to those shoes. He adores penguins and has a maniacal plan to use an army of them to take over the world and crown himself Emperor of All That Is (though he’d be happy with the Winter Russian Palace in what he would rename Mine!-Mine!-Mine!) but until then enjoys hiding away in his apartment and writing all sorts of tales that would worry that cokehead Sigmund Freud (really, we should believe he snorted for science!?) and drawing pictures of his creations.

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