Monday, August 8, 2011
Nightmare Of A Dream
"Emotionless?" he wonders. Emotionless she wanders. Little does he know that he is the reason she has been wandering aimlessly looking for everything that he ever promised in all of the wrong places. He taught her that she couldn't love anyone who wasn't him. He brought her to their favorite spot and relived that moment play by play. He makes sure that she has to remember everything. He waits until she's almost forgotten him, until she doesn't even think of him anymore and then he visits her again. He plants the idea again through her dreams, through her hallucinations, and her memory, that she must remain alone. She's waiting on his company. She reaches for his hand every time he comes, he smiles at her weakness and then...the chill of the air bites into her skin and the wind sweeps him away into the dark. She knows not to chase him by now. She's chased him too many times...she's too weak to do it again. She does not cry, she does not feel his malicious intentions. Instead she walks away from where he stood, white dress flapping around her legs, with no intentions of ever returning. She knows she will come back even as she promises herself she won't...but some rules are made with every intention of being broken. She defends her solitude with corrupt rationalizations and makes her way back to her bed; waiting for the next visit to come.
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It's really good. Very poetic
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