Yhette
02-28-2008, 08:03 PM
Before you read this, you should probabily know, that i am not fond of writing
I close my eyes, and there u are. My angel. Bathed in the light of my hopes and happiness. Slowly I find myself raising, raising out of the dark, dank hole I’m in without you. Coming closer to you.
As I’m drawn closer, the chains covering my body, like macabre ribbons, begin to snap, one by one. And as they break, I taste the bitter sweets of her memories, her happiness and her pain. Football in the park. Getting into trouble. Kissing under a starlit sky...
Each wave hit my limp body, threatening to send me sprawling back down into my pit of depression. Yet still, I raise and as I draw even closer the waves of her beauty mingle with those of her memory and a strange sense of bliss smoothers me, restraining, choking, yet peaceful and calm.
The veins in my muscles stand out, as I force myself to cross the last little bit, and embrace my angel. I reach out to grab her, my body mimicking the position of a panther as it pounces on its prey, when she kisses me on my forehead. Just above my right eye. Causing my already breaking heart to become heavy with longing for what I have never truly known.
And the heavy my heat got, the further away I got from her, my light, as I began to plummet into the black hole were all my dreams lead. Just before I fall into the oblivion, my eyes open, and I’m still sat at my desk. A blank canvas set before me, and a burning pain where she touched me…[/b]
Enjoy...
I close my eyes, and there u are. My angel. Bathed in the light of my hopes and happiness. Slowly I find myself raising, raising out of the dark, dank hole I’m in without you. Coming closer to you.
As I’m drawn closer, the chains covering my body, like macabre ribbons, begin to snap, one by one. And as they break, I taste the bitter sweets of her memories, her happiness and her pain. Football in the park. Getting into trouble. Kissing under a starlit sky...
Each wave hit my limp body, threatening to send me sprawling back down into my pit of depression. Yet still, I raise and as I draw even closer the waves of her beauty mingle with those of her memory and a strange sense of bliss smoothers me, restraining, choking, yet peaceful and calm.
The veins in my muscles stand out, as I force myself to cross the last little bit, and embrace my angel. I reach out to grab her, my body mimicking the position of a panther as it pounces on its prey, when she kisses me on my forehead. Just above my right eye. Causing my already breaking heart to become heavy with longing for what I have never truly known.
And the heavy my heat got, the further away I got from her, my light, as I began to plummet into the black hole were all my dreams lead. Just before I fall into the oblivion, my eyes open, and I’m still sat at my desk. A blank canvas set before me, and a burning pain where she touched me…[/b]
Enjoy...