The world seemed so perfect.
Was it an illusion?
No. I could feel the wind toying with my hair and caressing my face, the sun sending warmth throughout my entire body.
It was real. So that could only mean…
I was gone. Away from them.
Away from the hatred and the pain. Away from their accursed glares and accusations – from their infuriating questions…
I was gone. And for once, I felt a strange sort of calm wash over me.
I glanced behind me at the rocky path back to my home; weeds coiled around it in a forbidding way, leading back to the farm…
'No,' I thought to myself, 'not yet.'
Everything sparkled in a way that seemed unreal…
I wish I could be free. Not back in confinement, treated as a freak of nature and something to fear… and stalling wasn't very wise, but I couldn't help it. Fate might always end the same, but I couldn't help but stare at the sky in child-like wonder, if just for a few moments…
For I knew that someday they would have to destroy me. And mommy would be powerless to stop them. I'd finally be defeated. And I wouldn't be able to torture anyone anymore.
I sighed dejectedly. Mommy must be getting worried. With one last glance at the picturesque scene, I hurriedly dashed off down the road.
To my fate… whatever it was –
I was ready.
…
Eternal In the rain of bloody tears Destroyed by all these sorrowful years
My body lies in a twisted wake
I died for my sanity's sake
But dancing through the falling leaves
Whisking through the towering trees
The sunrise always lies ahead
My spirit will be here in its stead
~*~
Hehe… notice how for the last three poems I've referred to sunrises? O.o;; I find them pretty… and very appropriate… *laughs evilly*
P.S.: I wrote both the poem and the story. If you can call it a story…