Now My Past Time
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Now My Past Time
Looking through the stained glass window. Rain showing itself almost absently. Even penetrating the truth of morning at the moment. Wet strained tears clouding my absent mind as does the sweet rain to the outside world. Not even a shining light of the luna could find me through this crazy haze. Fogged by the moment of smiles, and blinding deciet. I'm still a child who remembers fine. So befitting is the nightmare of my life. Smiling while sobbing, is now my past time. Didn't want to leave them behind. Wanted to help them all. Hoped to be with them in eternal embrace. Somewhere for dreams to follow us as we never let go. Nails biting into my skin. They drive in me with a bloody screams. Mind you that I'll remember all those eyes. So different from mine, yet so familiar in all the haze. No longer with me do I feel warmth. Depending to much must have made me cold. You all my embers to warm a slow dying fire inside. All the driving force for my entity without knowing. I won't die, not from the hope of seeing all again. Nor from the dream of reaching out again. No enticing for another wind filled laugh. I'll survive to torment my body to never forget... Smiling while sobbing, is now my past time. Didn't want to leave them behind. Wanted to help them all. Hoped to be with them in eternal embrace. Somewhere for dreams to follow us as we never let go. |
Submitted on 2006-05-19 18:57:20 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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| This is well written, although I lack background, I can fill it in too well with my own, and yet, I doubt that the story would be the same. I know that this isnt' what you would want to hear, but time marches on, and memories remain, but their sting will fade. Life goes on, and even our remorse begins to fade. I don' know what you are going through, although on an off guess, I'd say it is either leaving somebody you care about behind, or somebody you love has recently died, although I'm betting on the first. Having gone through both, I realize that it's hard, and sincerely hope that you find a true friend to confide in. I've learned that these are the greatest gifts we have in this life, and, if you let them in, not quite as rare as you might think. I wish you nothing but peace with yourself and your world. Salaam. | Posted on 2006-05-22 00:00:00 | by Rastine Aristat | [ Reply to This ] | Nice write. I did not fully understand it, but I found myself relating to many of the things you've wrote. It seem like there is alot regret here as well as pain and lonliness. I enjoyed reading this. | Catrina | Posted on 2006-05-19 00:00:00 | by Magnolia Steele | [ Reply to This ] | |
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