"CURSE YOUR UNFALLIBLE AND BEAUTIFUL SENSE OF ROMANCE!!"
I held myself up at gun point and as I did, I looked into my eyes sincerely. Fear and despair was replaced with sorrow and pity. This poor girl had grown up into a woman, but was deformed, beaten. Her once lively eyes were nothing but hollow shells. Even the deep blue had faded to match the whites of her eyes. Tattooed on her heart was pain and anguish from which black hatred flowed freely. The chances of stopping her were slim. I began to weep, not for my short-lived life, but for this woman who did not know love. A beautiful creature, torn appart by the world she loved so dearly, burned to the core by the lies of which she would cling to desparately. She cocked the pistol, aiming for my heart. I watched as something flickered across her pale face. The malice that resided there for so long began to transform into regret. Slowly at first, but as the seconds passed, my heart was still beating for her as the new emotion twisted the face of the damned frame. Unable to bear the weight, she staggered back, pulling the gun to her side. I took a step forward in hopes of extending my hand and love to this forelorn Saint. But as I moved, she stepped back again in horror of the realization of the sin she was seconds from indulging. She closed her eyes for a moment and swayed. I feared she might fall, so I moved closer to catch her if said event were to happen. She stopped, and upon opening her eyes, cried tears of blood. The human color slowly surfaced on her countenance, including the water of life that emulated from her vacant eyes. Her lips trembled as words tumbled, but I found it a vain attempt to try and understand the sounds issuing from the throbbing rubies. As if frozen in place, I watched her hand fly to her head, sending a bullet across her mind. A moment passed before she fell and I kept my promise. I held onto her, lowering her into the grave. "Good-bye," I said, "I love you," I cried.
i'm afraid to hear the necessary words from the lips i could die from. i sat by the grave of my tattered soul and wept tears that brought forth black flowers from the green earth. i am notihng without her, it seems. she is my downfall, but is my muse as well. her last moments are on repeat in my mind. if only life didn't hold me here. could i find peace in limbo? would there be a place for me and my tired heart to rest and be free? looking for said paradiase would be quite firvilous actually. many have died in the quest for a reason. i'd gladly join their ranks if only i had the strength to live my life as needed.
the sun and moon consoled me as the starts sang their mourning song. their notes are empty and hold not the comfort i need. the loss of one so vital changes the heart of the one true love. i return to the grave, only to find my soul had been lost. among the soldiers stood the broken, tormented, and weak. i had never seen such men and women. pained souls cried for all. as i looked on, many noticed my state of mind. my soul was no where to be found. hopelessness joined my side as i walked among the fellow saints, searching for my peace. i saw him there, smiling down maliciously at my exposed heart. his eyes held mine as he removed my love, making me his own, leaving me without retreat. i wept diamonds, longing for my soul. i am his.
In other news:
A young girl was found today in her appartment, sourrounded by literally hundreds of bottles of alcohol. The girl had apparently consumed a large amount of the liquids, her blood content level reading almost off the chart. Police investigating this scene found the phrase: "*blurred words* Excuse me please, one more drink. Could you make it strong, 'cuz I don't need to think. He broke my heart, my grace is gone. One more drink and I'll move on. One more drink and then I'm gone." carved into the wooden floor next to her body. Apparently thses lyrics are those of Dave Matthew's Band, the song entitled, "Grace is Gone". Coroners say that along with the alcohol found in her blood were many different types of poisoins, this however, was not the cause for the young girl's death. Officials say her heart was stopped long before the toxins were ingested. There will be more on this story as the investigation develops.
Once again, I've been pushed back into the world of fantasy. Not by choice. But luckily I have a home here. It's not so lonely that way.
I'm sorry.
So reguardless of the fact that I should probably have my lips sewn shut and my eyes gouged out, I'm in a fairly good mood. I guess it's in my nature to destroy things unintentionally...
i'm afraid to hear the necessary words from the lips i could die from. i sat by the grave of my tattered soul and wept tears that brought forth black flowers from the green earth. i am notihng without her, it seems. she is my downfall, but is my muse as well. her last moments are on repeat in my mind. if only life didn't hold me here. could i find peace in limbo? would there be a place for me and my tired heart to rest and be free? looking for said paradiase would be quite firvilous actually. many have died in the quest for a reason. i'd gladly join their ranks if only i had the strength to live my life as needed.
the sun and moon consoled me as the starts sang their mourning song. their notes are empty and hold not the comfort i need. the loss of one so vital changes the heart of the one true love. i return to the grave, only to find my soul had been lost. among the soldiers stood the broken, tormented, and weak. i had never seen such men and women. pained souls cried for all. as i looked on, many noticed my state of mind. my soul was no where to be found. hopelessness joined my side as i walked among the fellow saints, searching for my peace. i saw him there, smiling down maliciously at my exposed heart. his eyes held mine as he removed my love, making me his own, leaving me without retreat. i wept diamonds, longing for my soul. i am his.
In other news:
A young girl was found today in her appartment, sourrounded by literally hundreds of bottles of alcohol. The girl had apparently consumed a large amount of the liquids, her blood content level reading almost off the chart. Police investigating this scene found the phrase: "*blurred words* Excuse me please, one more drink. Could you make it strong, 'cuz I don't need to think. He broke my heart, my grace is gone. One more drink and I'll move on. One more drink and then I'm gone." carved into the wooden floor next to her body. Apparently thses lyrics are those of Dave Matthew's Band, the song entitled, "Grace is Gone". Coroners say that along with the alcohol found in her blood were many different types of poisoins, this however, was not the cause for the young girl's death. Officials say her heart was stopped long before the toxins were ingested. There will be more on this story as the investigation develops.
Once again, I've been pushed back into the world of fantasy. Not by choice. But luckily I have a home here. It's not so lonely that way.
I'm sorry.
So reguardless of the fact that I should probably have my lips sewn shut and my eyes gouged out, I'm in a fairly good mood. I guess it's in my nature to destroy things unintentionally...