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That dream again...not again.
The same as always.
I chase after her, and all I am left
with is tears and a corpse.
But this time, it continued-
She lay there in mine arms, limp,
dead, cold....
I cry and I cry, tears drench my face.
But she rises, blood still stained
her white clothes...
She touches my face and everything
is gone, nothing but black.
Just Her and I, hand in hand, standing
together in the darkness.
She turns and kisses me, she tells me she
loves me.
Then she bursts out crying, sobbing, screaming,
asking me "why?"
Why did I kill her? Why did I break her heart,
and kill her joy, her Love, her happiness?
How could I be so selfish and destroy her,
as well as my,
only reason for living? I killed us.
As she hugs me, I stand there,
stiff as board.
Body there, mind else where, I tyr to search
for the answers to her questions.
But I couldn't.
I made no sounds in the stillness of the dark.
It was just her and I, standing there,
alone in the dark.
Her sobs were all I heard, all I dared to
listen for.
My only reaction was a tear.
That one bloody tear, the read stained my
face as it streamed down my neck.
And as I lay there dreaming this terrible
Nitemare, I didn't scream.
Nor did I yell. Not a scream, not a yell,
not a yelp, just that one drop, that one
bloody red tear.
 UnLukii · Tue Jul 21, 2009 @ 01:21pm · 1 Comments |
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