Friday, November 8, 2013

gone

watch the world melt
watch it freeze
it drips like blood through my veins
but you don't see it evaporate
you know i wont be here
you know that i’ll be gone
so you whisper your tears
but in this moment
you still hold ignorance
watch the rain fall
watch it tear it apart
listen to the cries
do you see her clouds
watch them leak
know the smile
know its fake
is this just a dream
will i someday wake
climb to the top of the mountain
feel the wind
and break it down
skip across the lake
don't look below
don't see the faces
you know they’re there
and they’re begging
let them be free
before they drown
you know that these are just scribbles
spilled out by a broken heart
the wounds have been there for too long
watch the world
fall into memories
go through time
but eternity is but a second
and a second holds all of eternity
so bury your pains
as you bury the body
and look at the sky
and try not to cry
as you know it will be gone

and never return

chains


thousands of tiny little drums pitterpated in rhythm with each other, each so quiet no one seems to hear the individual. and each drum will only ever played once, and never be heard again. she listened to each individual drum and recognized them as they fell. some were left unnoticed, but you can only watch so many water droplets as they fall from the sky. she watched through the one little window in her room. it didn't have much of a view, but it was the only connection to the outside she had. she wished she had a way to open it and feel the droplets beat on her hand as they did with the rest of the world. she could hear voices walk closer to her little room and she focused all of her attention on the rain in attempt to escape her reality. she held her breath as the voices passed her room. she would have a little longer before the next operation. she went back to the music of the rain. there was still a vague memory left of what it was like to be out in the rain. the sky had turned grey and misty and seemed to be releasing all its held back emotions. she remembered the wetness the world had been enveloped in and the streams that were collected in the streets. a click signaled the opening of the door. she turned quickly and threw her back against the wall behind her trying to get away with no where to go. the doctor grabbed the chains on her wrist and she held back the tears of pain and followed as to suffer the lesser evil.