S-H-E (Surely Hidden Existence)A Poem by FromOuterspaceJust the piece that i wrote when i was deeply fucked up.
It's dark, shivering, cold,
that walk on the one way road, no one's starting their own path but following of what they've been told. I am aching for a crossroad. Followed by the sorrow, i've turned devoted myself to nocturne. While the mist is swallowing me, i'm quenching my eyes to see, one brick, one glimmer of light or even just a tree, so i could know i've made the right turn. Then, all of a sudden, a silhouette. It started haunting me. I've almost felt it's smell and breath, pick myself up and turned around and oh! Suprise! It was SHE. The sorrow was gone, blown away, once again i could freely breathe, knowing that i'm not a loner anymore. Now, there's someone following me. So i ran, ran through the mist, through the landscapes of nocturne, but all the sudden i heard her laughing,
with grimy laugh that cuts deep and burn. The sorrow is back in the second, but then, it all started to happen, All of it vaporized. Left. Gone. The road.The mist.The quenching. It was only me with my thoughts. My feelings are gone.Dead. There wasn't ever any mist, any road, just misery playing with my head. So, here i am, lonely as ever, wondering how it could be, allthough, all this time i was and i'll always be sure, that it's madly hard to find my SHE. © 2013 FromOuterspaceAuthor's Note
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Added on February 1, 2013Last Updated on February 1, 2013 Tags: poem, surrealism, a story, a confession, misery, pain, love, no love, there is no she AuthorFromOuterspaceNish, SerbiaAbouta strange, creative person. a student, studying journalism. love to write, read and listen to music. more..Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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