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21 days ago
Rain again today. The grandfather clock chimed three times. All was quiet save for the raindrops falling upon the cottage roof. ~~~ It's fully sunken in. I am finally able to step back and see everything. You're gone... never to return. I'll never see your adorable self or hear you anymore. I am truly alone now. I've lost the only, only one that I can trust and tell everything to. There is no one left I can turn to... no one that's always happy to see me. You've been there for me all throughout my life. When they argued and fought, you were there by my side. You were the only one that I wasn't afraid to cry to. You were my light in this dark twisted world. Now, I am blind. This darkness is eating me up once more. Every day of existence is torture... I plaster on a happy facade, fooling the rest of the world. But what for? So as not too appear weak? Alas, I wonder... if I could just have a single day of happiness... where I could forget everything. The past... my worries... ...
29 days ago
" One... two... three... " He counted to himself as he stared out the rain drenched window. Closing his eyes, he could hear the creaking of the trees battling the rough winds. The crackling fireplace warmed his cold hands and feet whilst giving the cozy living room a faint orange glow. Today is a dull day with nothing to do but counting the countless droplets falling from the crying clouds. ... I am lost without a map, with no means of returning.
40 days ago
hmm... it didn't really sink in during the first few days. but, now i can feel it. that loneliness. it's really killing me on the inside. sadly, nothing will really fill the void... i miss him so damn much. he was truly the only one whom i can trust and tell my deepest thoughts to... since he'll never tell a soul. and now he's probably playing fetch with socrates or euthyphro. alas... if tears were steps to heaven and love, my guide, i would take you back home...
83 days ago
Listlessly falling helplessly. Autumn leaves shower the ground, forming a carpet of golds, reds, and yellows. Once vibrant branches, now barren. He took a deep breath. His nostrils were met by the sting of the early morning air that whispered of the fast approaching winter. The chickadees sing their sweet morning melody, rousing him from the remnants of sleep's enchantment. Dawn is breaking. ~~~ I wonder, sometimes, if I am right in thinking that all it takes to free myself of this self-suppressing cycle of masochism was letting go of the past. I have made countless attempts, yet all of them result in failure. Perhaps, it is time I went back to the drawing board and devise a new plan. Maybe, I need to add to it. Perhaps, I have to confront the past in order to be able to let it go. So far, all I have done is push it all deep into the bowels of my mind. Not the best of solutions. If only... if only there was a way. I grow weary of fighting this fight over and over again. I ...
109 days ago
Quietly... quietly. The twilight slowly surrendered to the velvet night. All was quiet in the grassy field. The boy and his parents had soon retreated back to their abode. The once vibrant colors, now turned a dull colorless grey. Although its colors have been taken away, its beauty remains. The willow, the slithering stream that whispers in the quiet of the night, the waves of grass, the clusters of sweet-smelling flowers... need not colors to define their beauty. ... for mother moon provides. Her soft silvery glow gives life to the cool dew, the gift of the night, lighting up the crystalline droplets upon them. The darkness wraps them with her smooth silk... a touch of elegance, a touch of grace. But not tonight. There is only darkness... for mother moon has yet to finish the journey of rebirth. - Sometimes, I really wish I could get rid of all my emotions. That way I wouldn't have to feel anger or sorrow. Each time I feel anger or sorrow, it seems as if I am doing ...
