Hope
Hi, peeps! Another "just started typing and look what came out!" sorta
deal. Very similar to "Disconnection", but with Isaac set just after the
Boulder came crashing down.
No.
This isn't happening. It can't be happening.
I'm going to wake up soon. Please promise me that I'm going to
wake up soon.
I can't feel anything, not the rain pelting down from a dark sky,
not the wind tugging at my cloak, not even the solid ground beneath me.
This isn't happening.
Dad can't be...
He can't be...
...Gone.
Can he?
Everyone around me is talking, but it's as if pure silence has
filled the entire world. Nothing is making sound. Nothing.
Except for the visions playing over and over in my head.
The rushing river. Felix, hanging on for dear life. Dad, trying
to reach him.
The Boulder crashing down. Dad looking up, horror on his face.
Blackness where I had closed my eyes.
The return of light, to find the people that had been in front of
me, gone.
Just like that.
Life is so...unpredictable. One minute you can be talking,
laughing, crying, LIVING...
The next, you're not.
Dad...didn't have a chance.
No, he's NOT dead! He could still be alive! He HAS to be alive,
we still need him!
Please, Dad. We still need you.
I...can't do anything alone. Dad always helped me. I have to
help him.
There are dark skies all around.
And I can't feel my feet touching the ground...
But I still have hope.
Yup, more Jars of Clay lyrics. This time it's from "Flood" (number eight
on their self titled! ^_^) It sorta fit. Well, hope you enjoyed it!
R&R and all that fun stuff!
Hi, peeps! Another "just started typing and look what came out!" sorta
deal. Very similar to "Disconnection", but with Isaac set just after the
Boulder came crashing down.
No.
This isn't happening. It can't be happening.
I'm going to wake up soon. Please promise me that I'm going to
wake up soon.
I can't feel anything, not the rain pelting down from a dark sky,
not the wind tugging at my cloak, not even the solid ground beneath me.
This isn't happening.
Dad can't be...
He can't be...
...Gone.
Can he?
Everyone around me is talking, but it's as if pure silence has
filled the entire world. Nothing is making sound. Nothing.
Except for the visions playing over and over in my head.
The rushing river. Felix, hanging on for dear life. Dad, trying
to reach him.
The Boulder crashing down. Dad looking up, horror on his face.
Blackness where I had closed my eyes.
The return of light, to find the people that had been in front of
me, gone.
Just like that.
Life is so...unpredictable. One minute you can be talking,
laughing, crying, LIVING...
The next, you're not.
Dad...didn't have a chance.
No, he's NOT dead! He could still be alive! He HAS to be alive,
we still need him!
Please, Dad. We still need you.
I...can't do anything alone. Dad always helped me. I have to
help him.
There are dark skies all around.
And I can't feel my feet touching the ground...
But I still have hope.
Yup, more Jars of Clay lyrics. This time it's from "Flood" (number eight
on their self titled! ^_^) It sorta fit. Well, hope you enjoyed it!
R&R and all that fun stuff!