The plane flight in was a lonely one
And as I landed there was no sun
On my first sight I could see
This was exactly as I envisioned it would be
A rainy town, dismal and grey
The gloomy predator swallowed me whole, its unwilling prey
I had a flicker of hope looking from the dreary skies
But the plane just went down, down, down
And my life flashed before my eyes
Knowing this sodden place would be my despise.
Forks they called it
And true to its name
It would jab and stab me till I bled,
Until it never left me the same.
I Stumbled off the plane,
Uncoordinated on the solid ground
And as I peered up I looked around
I didn't have to do this
She said time and time again
And yet the lie I constantly told my self seeped into my skin:
I wanted to do this, I wanted to go
But the uncertainty in my voice told me it wasn't so.
The rain was like a cloud now
Hovering over me
And that was when I saw Charlie.
He called me over to his cruiser
And gave me a short tight squeeze, asking me how Renee was
(He still couldn't bear to lose her)
You still have me, I thought, running my cold fingers through my hair,
But that was Charlie: drenched in his despair
For when I came to the small house, covered in lush forest greens
I could see family portraits lined up in a row
Of days and memories from too long ago
There was my mother in her wedding dress so fine
And many school pictures that I was embarrassed to call mine.
In the 'early year' pictures I could see
How tender and compassionate they felt towards me
But their eyes held no spark:
Their marriage was ended as quickly as its start
One heartbroken, the other relieved
This is as much as I could have perceived
From the cold dull eyes,
Their fears and their lies
And though my mother and I escaped
I was destined to return
To carry out my fate
So here is my story, as of late: