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She haunts my dreams, she
keeps mmy eyes staring blankly out
into the darkness.
Not a sound, no words, no whispers,
just complete and empty dead silence.
And then She reappears again.
Not scaring me, hurting me.
Not physically, emotionally.
Just a glance at her face, and I knew
I loved her. I hate to see her go.
She runs and laughs.
Of course I chase her, crying, pleading,
begging for her to take me back.
But un-phased, she continues running, and so
do I.
We run and run. Going and going. The dark
went on for ages.
We never stopped running, and my tears
never stopped cascading down.
I loved her.
Yet it seemed as if I were never going to
get her back.
After a while, she stopped, and a few feel from
her, so did I.
Sher never moved. Not a shudder, not even
the slightest twitch.
I walked towards her, then broke out
into a full on sprint.
When I reached her hugged her,
never letting go, never wanting
to let go, not again...not again.
Then I heard a sniff.
And I turned her around, but I was faced
with an inexplicable horror.
Her eyes leaked blooded tears, my hands
were drenched with her blood.
Her white clothes were soaked red, all her
blood, not mine.
She had died........right there in my arms.....
She looks up and mouths: "I'm so sorry...."
That's when I scream.
I wake up from the terrible Nitemare,
drenched in cold sweat....
All I can do is cry.
 UnLukii · Tue Jul 21, 2009 @ 01:05pm · 0 Comments |
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