Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

Why do you look at me that way........

Stop with all the weeping.........

Your tears are nothing compared to my pain.......

What is this?.........Its warm and wet.......

It is also red.....

Its my blood..........

crystal ice tears form in my eyes.......

helplessly they fall.......one.......by one.........by one.......

Its clear and pureness falling and mixing in with the red of death.......

Is this the end? My dreams? My hopes?........Is it really the end of it all?

Closing and re-opening my eyes, counting the falling petals of white roses...........

One.....Two..........Three........Four.......

Laying on the floor.......in the darkness of today........

Holding on tight to the wings of tomorrow..........

In the moon's glow........

A smile on my face...........I knew you well my friend.........

Here in my hand are the hopes of today.................slowly fading away........for the sorrow of tomorrow.........