A/N:Hey guys, I wrote this one-shot cause i was bored, but i love it and i hope u will too! mwah!
The truth beneath my eyes
The looks all around me
Different yet the same in so many ways
They don't know
They can never know
I will never tell them
There are some things no-one can understand
But I can
And I will not share it
But I will fight it
Till the end
There are secrets I keep and secrets I tell
But nothing can compete with this moment
This feeling
This passion
I follow it like you can never tell
As you will never know
Do not seek to find the answer
You will come out unscathed
And unsuccessful
For not even the best can unravel
The truth beneath my eyes
I broke that day. Finally defeated on a lonesome rock far out to sea, my scream unheard to any but to my disheveled body, lying limply without support, truly broken. I tried to fight it, as do we all, but it caught up to me in the end. I suppose deep inside me I knew it was hopeless, but I kept going, trying aimlessly to fight, to hold on.
Some would call me crazy, others merely sad and alone. I do not care, nor will I ever care. Some things fall, crumble and shatter into a million pieces, spread across two universes and lost forever. That is my life, lost forever. There is no life in me to go on anymore. It is a wonder to me that I even attempt. I tried to move on, oh yes…how I tried. Tried to pretend as if I could, as if I wanted to. Oh how wrong I was, how so very wrong.
A string is not just string, but many pieces of thread woven together to complete it. If one thread is broken, the others begin to snap one by one and the pieces of string is moved around and shaken up. Eventually with wear, too many pieces of thread break, and the string falls apart. It is no longer string. It is a useless jumbled mess of broken thread, one nothing without the others. The string, that is my soul. Or at least, it was my soul. I do not have a soul anymore, it has been ripped apart by the seams, torn and shredded beyond repair. Broken.
Why do I suffer like this? Why must I go through the torture, the pain? A part of me carries on, without the rest, the rest have given up, has shut down. Somewhere deep, oh so deep in my heart I see him, standing there. A shadow just barely in front of my eyes, but just standing there. Unscathed and Unbroken, as will forever be. Who is this shadow, can you guess? I barely remember him, yet I know so much.
He was not something to me, he was everything to me. A part of me. You can never understand how much I regret it, never. It is our choices that make us who we are, and I have made mine.
They are not correct
No, they must be, I chose them, I will lead on throughout them, it was the right choice, it was, it…has to be.
My insides cry and scream for release, forever struggling amongst the tightest bounds. Why did I not listen to him, talk to him, confide in him. Yes, that is it. I made the wrong choice. Didn't I…
He was my world, my heart. If I could only see him one last time…
I am lost, gone now, but remember my words my love. I have given you my heart and soul. I do not have another one to give. Use is wisely and as you wish, but always remember me. I loved you.
My light is going out and I am fading, fading into an unforgivable mist, time is short, but I have no hope. He was mine, and I lost him. Tis' the end of me, my last breath speaks of only sadness, and defeat.
He will never come back
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