Oct 30, 2004 11:38
Hello.
"I can see her again. I can see her face within my soft grasp. She's looking at me with her beautiful eyes, the same ones I fell in love with. She carries a infant close to her chest lovingly, her child, our child. She now looks at me with worry. As if she was asking me why. What is she asking me this for? I don't understand.
Now theres blood, her eyes are made of blood. So much blood, its everywhere and it wont stop. She's bleeding everywhere. The child is covered in blood, and is bleeding too. I cant stop my hands from pressing into her face. My hands wont stop crushing her. Why cant I stop them."
"In this place I stay, forever and never. In this place I stay I shall not see day."
"I mourn for my own death, for there is none else who mourn."
"Beauty is in the holder of my eyes."
"Death, what a cliche."
"I wish not for harm be done to you. I wish not for love to be brought to you. I wish not for a simple death to you. I wish not for a day without sorrow to you. I wish that I had not loved you. I wish that I had not felt differently."
"I see you now. My eyes are gone, however I see everything that was hidden. It seems as though my actual sight was blinding me from the truth. Truth hurts, and so does this bullet when lodged into the cranium of the human skull at a blinding speed of 1200 meters a second."
"Care to shut the fuck up and die?"
"How about I shove my boot up your anal cavity and cut you into 50 peices with a razor. Hmm? Sounds like a good plan to me."
"I carry you with my heart, I hold your face with kindness. You carry my head on a pike, You dig the dagger in my back bastardly."
"Its hard to explain what its like to lodge a 50MM bullet into your own brain. Its quite the senastion I must admit. Perhaps you should try it yourself."
"I gave up my soul for you, and you couldnt even wait for me? I give up my very life so that you may live and you cant even think twice about me? I surrender everything which creates me, and you cant even give a wink about me? I put a gun to my head, take the torture, rip my eyes out and you, of all people, cant even give thanks to me?"
"My pain is that of a eternity. My anger is that of a phoenix. My tears are that of everlast. My heart is that of remnets of what it use to be."
"What has become of me that which I hate. Pistol to my head is my fate. However I care not, for I am of sate."
"You can taste the lead and gunpowder before the bullet breaks through your upper palete, through your conchas and finaly through your skull. Not before rupturing through your brain. Amazing how the volocity and force of a bullet will almost make your willis implode."
"If only the mortals knew what we endure for them."
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© Andee Dean
-Andee