LostA Story by KristylEmilia...As lost as I am, walking through these halls, the tears still fall. The hurt is inevitable. The walls close in as I think of your touch, the room spins at the thought of your scent. I rake my hands down the wall as I fall. But the question is, where am I falling? Is it for you or the eternal abyss I feel near you? There are no answers to my enquiries; no answers to my pleas for help. I lay upon the floor loking up at the complex system of dots on the ceiling. I begin to wonder, am I alone here? Am I to be missed when I loose myself? I think of you as I close my eyes, close my eyes to lock out the bad. To stop the images of you loving me. I remember you holding me, safe away from the pain of the world. Yet, now I am open for the world to attack as I think of everything going on around me. I feel alone, lost, confused. Why do I feel this way? Why do I miss you when I was the one who ran away? Can you help me? Can anyone help me? Is there even anyone left here in this lifeless shell to help? I should think not. For I have escaped all that was me, I relequished the pain.Detached myself from body and mind. I am simply a shell for the souls around me. I will await quietly for the end of the blessed abyss and solitude of my escape. I will wait patiently for my death, may it be in seconds or decades, I will wait as patiently for it as I did for you. As I'm sure will have just as much avail as you my love. For even though you see me day to day, I am no longer here. No longer a toy that you had created. I am am gone, as you said to me after every I love you, forever. © 2009 KristylEmiliaAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on September 22, 2009 Last Updated on September 22, 2009 AuthorKristylEmiliaAboutI have a DA (EmiliaPayne) and a ArtGrounds (Kristyl-Emilia-Payne). more..Writing
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