My eyes remember the day yours met another and yet, my heart keeps forgetting that it no longer belongs to you.
I’m burying myself alive.
Burying myself with the truth and feelings you’ve forced me to believe existed. How much pain can one experience before they turn into the living, breathing definition of the word itself?
I’m lost. Lost not in the eyes of you my lover, but in the lies you’ve fed me. Fed me till I reached the verge of exploding into a thousand specs of despair. And yet, I haven’t, because at least you didn’t let go of what had mattered to you the least.
So here I am, suffocating in the cold embrace of your arms, asking you to let me go but silently hoping you wouldn’t.
A Tale Of Love And Darkness
( part 2 of 2 )
It was time..
Time for me to walk done that aisle and marry the wrong prince.
The music began to play as I entered the overly decorated room. I kept my gaze straight as I felt everyone eyes on me.
I stole a glance at my father, who was now beaming.
He finally let go of my hands as I reached the alter.
I found myself thinking of Elijah as everything went on.
"Do you?!" The Priest asked me for the second time, invading my thoughts.
"Oh I uh..."
I looked up to find Harold staring at me, awaiting my reply.
I let go his hands and stepped back. I turned around to face the crowd and my father, who seemed tremendously upset.
A tale of Love and Darkness
( part 1 of 2 )
"Come to me", whispered the voice of temptation
"Stay away", commanded the voice of my conscience
Torn between life's challenges
I Struggled to breathe from within...
"Let me take away the pain", temptation was his name!
"No pain, no gain", echoed the voice of my conscience from within.
I blindly fell for the cobbler's son. Not knowing my fate lay way past the oceans of hope.
We danced in the rain and bathed in pure waters, hoping to wash away the sin we had committed the previous night.
The same night I gave into the voice of temptation, or rather the voice of darkness as I had compared it to!
"Marry me Elizabeth!", said my loyal lover!
I remember it all like it was only yesterday!
Seven years old!
I was seven years old when I welcomed my baby sister into our family.
She literally looked like a little doll with her pink chubby cheeks and her rosy lips...Those sparkling blue eyes were grabbing the attention of her visitors.
She was pampered a lot..at least to me she was!
I mean I know she was just a little baby and of course everyone would fuss over her more but that didn't stop my jealousy from rising beyond its limits!
And it seemed totally normal to me..I mean every first child would be at least a little bit jealous when a new family member arri...
She was a creation meant for love.
An idol with extreme and irresistible beauty that almost seemed to be from another dimension, yearning for their touch.
A sculpture so beautifully sculpted to perfection.
Her curves creating chaos, in the minds of the innocent souls they claimed to be!
Poisoning their thoughts with the gift of her beauty.
Inviting them to explore her mesmerising physique.
Controlling thier actions with her intoxicating voice
and leading them..., pleading them to showing her how they felt.
Showing her love...A certain kind of love!
She is an angelic cr...
Her perplexed mind ponders over who she has become, over what has happened to her...
For she has been trapped inside these four walls of despair for the longest she can remember.
The memories of her childhood are scattered like a puzzle that's impossible to put back into one piece again.
She is not allowed to go out into the open ,not allowed to explore the much awaited journey of adventure.
"why ?!", she questions herself
"why do they say I'm different?!"
"why do I have to take medication?!"
"I'm not sick"
"I'm perfectly normal"
"So why me !?"
Her sky blue eyes tear up when she asks the doctor why they keep her stra...
The last time I saw Richard,
He was in the hospital bed
before he left me, he gave me a note,
And this is what it said.
Its been a beautiful life
I have experienced lots of love
For all the good things I've ever had,
I thank the almighty above.
And now its time for me to go
To depart from my human form
I know I've been a victim of cancer for years now
And I know I've been dying all along.
But in the process of fading away,
I have found the real meaning of life
Do the best you can do for now sis
Do it and do it with great pride.
I have a few requests for you
And don't worry its nothing big
As you are my big sis, the branch thats held me up all my life,
Won't you help your littl...
Look at us ,
With our shipwrecked hearts
Still sailing the sea of sorrow
Seeking adventure borrowing time,
Becoming more and more hollow.
We take pleasure in being the captain
Of this never ending journey
Not knowing it leads to pain and sorrow,
Not proving to be worthy.
We fake our leadership in times of fear
Pretending to be strong
But underneath our skin,
We were cowards all along.
From birth our innocent minds are trained
Forced, bullied and blamed
Our mind adapts to the ruling society
And with time ,we repeat the cycle over and over again.
Starlit eyes and pretty smiles ,
We fake it all day
Muffled cries , forsaken lies,
We dare to hide the pain.
O come, let us ...
I watch him
Carefully hiding his sorrow
Afraid to keep love
But willing to borrow