Amnesia and Star Child | By : coldblood Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Linkin Park Views: 1666 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“What’s bothering you hon’?” Samantha asked as she tucked Draven in his cot for a nap.
Chester barely grunted in response, he remained staring out the window, lost in thoughts that had been plaguing his mind since Mike had been allowed to go home.
“Just thinking.” He mumbled at last.
Samantha walked over and wrapped her arms around Chester’s waist.
“Something’s bugging you. What’s up?” Samantha insisted.
Chester sighed.
“I’m worried about Mike.” He said.
“Oh hon’... He’ll be okay...” Samantha paused, searching for a way to word a suitable comfort.
“There’s something wrong. He’s never been quite like that before. We went to Paris and suddenly everything changed. I worry about him.” Chester sighed again.
“Honey, Mike’s strong. You know he is. He’ll get out of it somehow and the best thing we can do is just be there and support him.” Samantha said finally.
“I don’t know anymore.” Chester shook his head.
Mike had changed so much, and even though he had all of these people worried about him, he still seemed to be drifting off to some other place right across an ocean.
He liked to be left alone, but if he was left alone he’d become a danger to himself - it was a catch twenty two.
Chester didn’t like it.
“He’s been through so much and I don’t think anyone really knows what it was.” Chester mumbled. “It’s driving me insane coz I can’t deal with what I don’t know.”
“Well, you don’t have to know what happened, you just have to be there for him. Mike can’t get any better if he has no one to look to when things get out of hand.” Samantha replied.
Chester shook his head again.
Even if someone was there when things got out of hand - how could he help? At Paris Mike... He became so heavy... Chester couldn’t stop that - whatever ‘that’ was - and what if it would kill him?
He didn’t believe in ghosts and stuff like that, he didn’t believe in god or anything like that either - but after that night he really began to wonder.
It scared him.
Chester broke from Samantha’s hug and gave her a slow burning kiss before walking out of the Draven’s nursery room to the ‘darkroom’.
It wasn’t really a darkroom, but Chester liked the name for it because in here, lyrics started to string themselves together from memories.
Dark memories.
Obviously only so much shit had happened to him in his life, but there were more than a thousand ways to word it, and every year as he grew older, he was able to look on it at a slightly different angle, so the words would evolve likewise.
Chester sat down at the desk and pulled a fresh piece of paper, writing down the lyrics already forming themselves into a song.
‘Given the time that’s gone
I like to think I’ve moved on
But I know you’re still here
Like a memory of times gone by
Playing in another’s eyes
And it’s hurting them all too
I swore that I would be the martyr
And keep these kids all away from hurt
And now I have failed them
And I don’t know what I should do
I don’t know how I can save them
When the broken
Is one of my own
Now it hurts even worse coz
What is now is what once was
And I can’t help
When I’m all alone it reminds me
Of only how cold they must feel
It’s detriment to my health
And now it makes even less sense than before
Coz it’s much closer than I thought
And now I have failed them
And I don’t know what I should do
I don’t know how I can save them
When the broken
Is one of my own
And if you go
I won’t stand in your way
Because I know
You don’t wanna stay
(But then)
I’ll run to pull you back
Just coz you mean more
So much more to
Me and us all
I know I can’t fail them
But for some reason I can’t seem to move
I don’t know how I can possibly save them
When the broken
Is one of my own
Don’t leave me here all alone
I know that you trust me like a brother
And I know you can’t find your way home
So please trust me
I’ll be there for you
I know I can’t fail them
But for some reason I can’t seem to move
I don’t know how I can possibly save them
When the broken
Is one of my own’
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