MY QUALITY
Lost is running, but never finding. Lost always begs Destiny to tell her what her place in the world is but he simply waves her off, like everyone else.
Lost is best friends with adventure, seeking and seeing new places, smiling for the time being until she knows this is not the place for her either.
Lost was not always, lost she was once, free and spirited, and was never even in a tunnel, no she was in a light beautiful, place full of love, and happiness, Beauty was insanely jealous of her pure heart. But all good things must come to and end at one point. Lost eyes opened in reality to the new world, a world in which she did not belong, shoved and tortured, she was loosing her light until one day with a single tear left on her childish face, and eyes that were hollowed out she stood on top of a well, with never ending darkness staring back at her, daring her to jump in. She slowly turned around and saw, one of best friends in the world die, a slow and painful death, but do not fret for he is not dying now, no this is her memories that’s haunting her, something that happened recently playing over and over inside her head and yet still with no way to help him, no way to stop his pain, she tilted her head as Doubt and Sadness stuck there hands out from the darkness and clung onto her, there zombie like faces smirking as they knew they were about to break her. Doubt whispered in her ear that it was all her fault and that he wouldn’t have died if she had done something, his taunts getting louder and louder, until he was screaming at her, her soft baby blue eyes, going crazed, as her pupil began to dialate. All the while Sadness clawed his way through through her chest and pulled out her heart. He crushed her heart as she took one last breath before falling into the deep dark tunnel, lost forever.
One day, Lost and i will find a little stream of light, and climb our way back up the tunnel, to our sacred place, were we the most joyous, but while we keep searching for our place, the pain and torment of the dark tunnel will keep bringing us deeper and deeper into the darkness.
We know we don’t have much time before we hit the bottom, this much I know.
Good grieve Kiwi. I love this. Well done, I don't think I've ever read anything that clung to me as this does (and always will) before. You are very talented. Keep up the good work. I wish you luck on finding your way out of the darkness.
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