It's always around thanksgiving and christmas that I feel this hollowness, it wasn't as bad so far. But as it nears december I feel it growing along with fear. Fear of another long hours sitting by that fire while memories screams in my mind, surrounded by lies and fake smiles and laughter fill the air. Love stretched so thin you'd never see it there, as if it were there at all. A lonely emptiness fills the air, echoes through hollowed halls of distant memories. Alone and forgotten a soul once radiant dies within the grasp of humanity. The air so still you feel as if you're suffocating, gasping and gasping for air trying to get free. Sitting there as if the world is fine, with your own fake smile, a mask behind dieing eyes of a tortured world and shattering heart. Staring into the fire, laughing trying to keep from screaming the pain away and running to nowhere, just one foot infront of the other on the hard pavement, escaping, running, gone. Letting freedoms wing burst from your back and carry you through the hights of the storms and fly away. The airs changed to darkness and dieing from within.
Life gave me two road, so I decided to pave my own.
· Sun Nov 25, 2007 @ 07:48pm · 0 Comments