Post by arianna on Jul 30, 2010 21:32:44 GMT -5
This story / poem is not true, and I do not live my life as such.
Enjoy
~Arianna
“I’m sorry…” Are the words that you chose to say.
You turn around and casually stroll out of the room
The door closes behind you
The echo of the shutting door rings throughout the room
As the world stands still
No sound to trail,
No movement to follow.
And I still sit there on the edge of my bed,
My eyes staring blankly at the floor
My hands clinging onto the frame
My knuckles transforming white
My lips quiver and slowly the tears begin to fall
I close my eyes and shake my head.
My world was shattered by your words.
My heart was ripped open and abused.
Feeling numb all over I go into hysterics,
Screaming in AGONY
Violently throwing what I can on the ground;
Smashing all my memories of you
I grasp the shards of broken dreams,
And try to counteract the pain.
Trying to beat it at its own game
Digging them into my cold skin
I feel the release of tension.
I feel the pain trickle out in a warm thick dye.
It stains my fingers and marks my trail on the wall
As I slowly wander to the desk and write a letter.
To all I loved
I ask you not to cry
Remember the good times we’ve had
Remember all the laughter we’ve shared
I will always be here;
In your memories and in your heart
You were my angels on this Earth.
And I shall be yours from above…
I opened a drawer
And lifted up the secret compartment
There inside was a dusty black box
Containing my escape from this world
I carried it to my bed and opened it up.
Inside was a beautifully crafted, silver knife
Engraved on the blade were the words
Beauty lies beneath
I clenched the handle in my hand
I tilted my head back
And plunged the blade into my heart
I collapsed on my bed
And the knife fell to the floor
My blood slowly trickling out of my body
My life slowly slipping away from me
Breathe in
Breathe out
Until my heart stopped beating…
The darkness fades away
And the light illuminates my fallen room
Slowly it glides across the floors
Across the walls
Erasing all the sorrows that laid there
Washing away all the pain
Leaving behind a radiance of peace
A gentle glowing hand reached out to me
Shortly followed by the rest of the body of an angel
And the in the softest voice she said
“Take my hand”
Together we glided to the window
Where a beam of light lead up to the heavens
I turn my head and look back.
Not a trace of pain left in the room
My body lying still and silent on my bed
Though I slipped away in a dark, sorrowful manner
It looked serene.
It looked like an angel lost in her dreams.
Enjoy
~Arianna
“I’m sorry…” Are the words that you chose to say.
You turn around and casually stroll out of the room
The door closes behind you
The echo of the shutting door rings throughout the room
As the world stands still
No sound to trail,
No movement to follow.
And I still sit there on the edge of my bed,
My eyes staring blankly at the floor
My hands clinging onto the frame
My knuckles transforming white
My lips quiver and slowly the tears begin to fall
I close my eyes and shake my head.
My world was shattered by your words.
My heart was ripped open and abused.
Feeling numb all over I go into hysterics,
Screaming in AGONY
Violently throwing what I can on the ground;
Smashing all my memories of you
I grasp the shards of broken dreams,
And try to counteract the pain.
Trying to beat it at its own game
Digging them into my cold skin
I feel the release of tension.
I feel the pain trickle out in a warm thick dye.
It stains my fingers and marks my trail on the wall
As I slowly wander to the desk and write a letter.
To all I loved
I ask you not to cry
Remember the good times we’ve had
Remember all the laughter we’ve shared
I will always be here;
In your memories and in your heart
You were my angels on this Earth.
And I shall be yours from above…
I opened a drawer
And lifted up the secret compartment
There inside was a dusty black box
Containing my escape from this world
I carried it to my bed and opened it up.
Inside was a beautifully crafted, silver knife
Engraved on the blade were the words
Beauty lies beneath
I clenched the handle in my hand
I tilted my head back
And plunged the blade into my heart
I collapsed on my bed
And the knife fell to the floor
My blood slowly trickling out of my body
My life slowly slipping away from me
Breathe in
Breathe out
Until my heart stopped beating…
The darkness fades away
And the light illuminates my fallen room
Slowly it glides across the floors
Across the walls
Erasing all the sorrows that laid there
Washing away all the pain
Leaving behind a radiance of peace
A gentle glowing hand reached out to me
Shortly followed by the rest of the body of an angel
And the in the softest voice she said
“Take my hand”
Together we glided to the window
Where a beam of light lead up to the heavens
I turn my head and look back.
Not a trace of pain left in the room
My body lying still and silent on my bed
Though I slipped away in a dark, sorrowful manner
It looked serene.
It looked like an angel lost in her dreams.