I leave you with your misery... a friend who won't betray.

[theredbamboo]

The oppressing ebony night falls hard on this haven of creeks and rivers. Agony groans the right foot as it lifts pulling the weight of every root that cradled life out of every memorable grain of dirt. Anger it hounds as it effortlessly falls to the ground sinking laughter into laughter, adoration to contempt. Apathy whispered the left foot as it crawls obediently into a content place quarter turned a few inches subordinate to the right. Silence lingers as wet emotion and vitality cascade from the firefly. The ardor of every witnessed moment issueing from the exposed little girl who can't even lift her eyes at the notion of happiness. She drains into the dried rut that was once her asylum. Make it sing and flood with feelings so sight might rouse the lifeless little angel. Emptiness say the eyes. Nothing say the lips. Silence. What did silence ever resolve. Nothing, but it sure did destroy the awareness. For silence will never echo and nothingness has no reflection. Lonliness has never once stabbed her in the back. Beware whispers the void-like backdrop, bereft of trees, stars, moon, or any type of tangible world. She raises the match stick in her right hand as her left just fails to catch a fallen tear. Grasping stale air burnt to life in violent blood. This is the endless dark of the end that they all tried to describe but noone ever listened to. Now I think I know. This is the light that only makes the dark darker. When it's extinguished we'll never know sight but with hands too listless to care. This bridge is the only way out.
Strike...
Flick...

Smile.

You say I choose sadness, that it never once has chosen me.

Maybe you're right...