Gabbyeva

They're hands always cover their faces. Always to be alone. Not to share the company of others. One blink, and gone in the other. Don't blink, blink and you're dead. Back to the past, just to appear. To stumble into another time, a historians dream. To live in the past, never to return. Maybe they like it. To siphon off the pain, of they're everlasting imprisonment. Creature of the shadows. Hidden in plain site, the most dangerous thing. A feast awaits them, for those foolish to encounter them. Just one blink, is all it takes. Common, just one small movement. Blink and you're g-

He just keeps on running… The road goes on and on. Mummy to where the Madman is going? Never to be spoken aloud. Just him and his blue box. A man with many faces. Once you've met him your contiguous. To many he has lost, never with him at the end. Everything to ever want, Space and Time. Never anyone to share it with. Martha, Donna, Jack, & Rose. They all fell away, swept through in time. Just to tear a bigger hole in the Madman's heart.

There's a man in a blue box. I have met him once before. He grabbed my hand and said, "run". He has many faces, they say. I know that isn't true. Hidden below, there is just one… Full of misery and lost. Never to see the suns. Maybe that is why. Why they call him a madman with a box.