I sit here, in the darkness, searching for the key to these awful chains. From here, I can see that which we have dreamed of for soo long, the Daylight, the rich, green hills, the sky of intense blue, all of it just beyond reach. Yet I sit here, alone. They all found their keys. I watch, wishing I could still cry, as they enter the light and walk away. Here I watch them laugh. I watch them love. I watch as they dissappear from sight, far, far from where we spent eons together, and leave me behind. Once their backs vanish into the distance, I continue the seach for my own key. Here, I desperately fumble around in the darkness as far as the chain will let me, seaching for something that may no longer exist.
That was rather dark, wasnt it? Then again, most of my writing is. Does that make me a dark person? I dont know, but sometimes I DO feel it....weird...anyway, it rained all day today, ruining any cahnce to do anything with Gramma. How lame. Maybe tomorow. At least its cold outside. It feels soo nice. :3
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