Rain poured heavily outside as I watched children run wildly back into their homes. I remember when I used to be one of those kids, shouting with glee as I played tag with the other neighborhood kids. Bruised knees and scraped elbows didn't stop me from having the time of my life.
It used to be so simple then...
Now, a broken heart has temporarily chained me to insanity. So, who broke my heart?
No one.
I did.
See how complex the world we live in is. Even I don't have the right frame of mind to express what it is I'm feeling inside. I used to pour out everything then...to just scribble away and be swept by the influence of all literary juices...but now...I don't know.
I'm at a loss for words. Maybe because I've become numb to an emotion. I've escaped the clutches of sentimentality and have been sucked into the abyss of dark mortality. Yes, it was my choice to free myself from the prison the enemy has locked me in.
And you know what...my enemy was love.
Yes, love tied a rope around my neck. Love stabbed a knife straight to my heart. Love just let me fall into a pit so deep and dark.
There was a time I pleaded Love to end it all. If IT wanted to take every breath out of me, I gave IT the permission to kill me...
But Love delighted at tormenting me. IT didn't want to kill me...Love just wanted to see me suffer.
The sun began to shine, but I still couldn't go out. I had to give myself time to languish at my own demise.
Love didn't kill me...IT should have when it had the chance...because now, my hands are stained with ITs colorless blood.
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
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