Wandering aimlessly alone, my soul lives my body. it turns glares at the body at which held it captive for so long. it walks away and leaves me alone, confused, and scared. I call for it to come back, yet it continues to walk steadily forward to the setting sun. it turns and says " When you want to live, follow me." it disappears from my sight.
I have survived these long hard years alone and confused, only happy to be alive when accompanied by people I trust. Now I start to slip back into my dark void which is my logic mind, and start to lose myself again. It kills me. I remember my soul's words and decide to live. I head off to follow my soul, forever forgotten by the ones I care for most and never forgiven by those I’ve crossed.
I stare at the world from afar wondering where my soul went. I walk till my legs and I have to crawl. *I will live* I tell myself as I try to find the soul that likes to kill me. my travels take me through ups and downs, through light and dark, through pain and suffering. I finally reach the door my soul left. a sign hangs on the front of it, and it reads * you have yet to be born, enter and live*. I reach for the handle and turn, but it is locked. I must find the key to let me free. who shall it be? So my birth is still kept from me, hidden in secrecy.
As I went though the years of striving to overcome my tears. I lose my hope, and gain new fears. I find my soul is leaving me farther away. the lock on my door shall never come off it seems, for I was the one who made my soul so mean. I soon discover friendship turns the lock, but not enough and my heart drops. more it seems is needed to let me break though and live.
I found a girl, o so pretty, who makes my dreams raise and my fears disappear. the door, long forgotten, now is here. this girl is one of my keys in the journey for me to truly live. as we get close, so close I feel her warmth, she looks at me and pushes away. my lock is broke and I discover heart ache.
now my path for my soul and life is clear again. I set out to discover them. I travel with misery, and heartache by my sides. we travel long and far, discover planets and new born stars. I my wanders back to the day, where my first love pushed me away. *how beautiful she looked even as we went our separate ways* I was thinking as I spotted my new enemy, a giant building, fiends all around, fires burning people into ash on the ground. my heart sinks as I am no fool. the demons call this place a high school.















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Never knock on Death's door: ring the bell and run away! Death really hates that! :
Matt Frewer
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