definitely not romantic... |
Under the luminiscent moonlight, I lie hidden amidst the shadows. Forcing my sobs to melt in the breeze, My tears fall, as the leaves shelter me. In grief, I fear nothing but giving up. For once I stop breathing, Justice may not be fulfilled... And I will remain a victim, a prey. My wounded body languishes, In the bloody pool of sorrows. It is over, I have to go, farewell. I stood up and glanced at me. Stunned... I stared at myself.. How could I? I just gave up... Just like that... As if I wanted to.. Did I? I trembled and knelt beside me. I couldn't just go... My heart says no.. My fingers brushed my bossom.. No sound, no beating.. nothing... No! Breath one more time for me.. I am cold, I held my hand and trembled. I touched my cheek with it.. Is this really me? She looks like me... No! Reality struck me suddenly... I pity myself, as I hover about.. Trying to gently wipe the cheeks, Of the lifeless corpse, that I left behind. In my arms, I continue to weep at myself. I kissed my forehead gently, And touched my eyes to sleep... I do not have the heart to let go, While it stares pleadingly at me.. I tried... My body will not accept me.. Impossible.. It's truly over... I am gone... I should go now... I laid myself.. And stood up to go.. I cannot tell the world now, How I lost to sorrow and pain. How I struggled to choose life. But instead gave my soul to eternity. Where should I go now? I cannot see the light... Is there one? I can only see darkness... And the moon as it gazes over me.. |