A/N & Disclaimer: Just a lil poem I wrote a while ago. I was feeling angsty. Stuff in quotes copyright da Stephzorrzzz... And I guess this is BPOV... lol of course it is.
And Then the Pain Took Me
I had never thought that there could be
Such pain greater than a bullet tearing skin
Tearing through vital organs
With blinding speed
Greater than a knife
Thrust with hatred
Which is much, much stronger
Than feeble muscular strength
Greater than a blunt instrument
Colliding with brute force
Bruising,
Causing blood to pool
Greater than a super human foot
Breaking my fragile leg
Greater than burning venom
Searing my veins
The thoughts came.
"You... Don't... Want me?"
'I stared uncomprehending, into his eyes.'
"No." The realization came.
"Well that changes things."
A lie.
It doesn't change a damned thing within me.
Because I'm more like him than he'd ever realize.
He says he is stone
Never changing
But I'm the stone here.
He fell out of love. I will never.
More realizations.
An entire life, lost.
A family, lost.
An existence. Lost.
Existence?
Inevitably my mind did stray to him.
My existence?
He too was lost to me.
And then the pain took me.
A/N: So... You like?