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"leave me alone!" i screamed, running through the dark forest. death was chasing me from behind, pain was getting more into my heart, and tragity has been flashing in front of me left and right.
I've been running for so long, tripping, over stumps, falling into holes, and being scrapped by branches i cannot dodge.
I have no clue where im going, its just getting darker and darker the farther i go. this forest seems bigger each and evry step i take.sometimes i am able to catch a breath and take a break by the lake.
sometimes i have no clue why i am running. is there really any point? should i just sit still and let death come to me. i've been fighting it so long,yet nothing has come around to make me proud that i sticked around.
now i am still running, my eyes are closed shut as tears roll down my cheek. "stop following me, i dont want to go i wat to at least ind something, anythinmg to give me meaning!" i scream at the top of my lungs.
i trip to the floor and scrap my knees. "oh no this is it! i knew i wouldnt last"i thought, as death chased in for its chance. i tighten my eyes shut and prepare for it, buut seconds pass and nothing yet."why hasnt it come for me, im at my most vulnerable state?"i think.
i look up slowly trying to see if im safe.but death was not above me, he was no where to be found. instead was a simple guy standing right there looking at me, staring into my eyes.
i grasp the dirt in my hand and force myself to get up slowly. he reacts and tries to help me up. his first words"do you need help?" as he held out his hand.
i stared at the hand, i have noclue what to do. should i take another persons hand? every person i let help me ends up being another scar to my fragile heart. i get up on my own without taking his hand and reply rudely"im fine...thanks."
as i walk away he follows me like a lost puppyb who wants an owner. i stop suddenly and turn back around to face him. i give him a sarcastic grin and question "why are you following me?"
"you seem troubled...i dont think you should be left alone in a place like this.your also hurt..."he says as he looks down to my leg. the blood drips from the scraped knees. then he looks back into my eyes trying to understand me.
i look down trying to keep away from eye contact. i feel as the more he looks into my eyes the more pain he'll see daggered into my heart. i brush my hair back from my face and look back at him with my guard up."im fine!"i said.
he leans in close to my face, i can feel my face begin to go red as he says"you dont look like it." i stepped back from what he said. as i looked into his eyes i realized i couldnt stay, i turned back around and started running.
i cant let him get near me, i cant let him see right through me with those eyes, i just cant bare it. if i let him he'll hurt me and just add to the suffering.i kept running hoping to get far away from him, scared that once he realises what i really am he'll hurt me by wanting to leave.
eventually,i get tired and collapsed near a lake."just a little nap is all i need" i think as i doze off. there i sleep.
hours later, i begin to wake up and realise where i am. it was dark but 5 feet away from me was a burning fire, like a camp fire. i look around to figure out who made it, but there was no one in sight. i slowly crawl to the fire for its glowing warmth. then, a shadow huvers over me, i close my eyes shut in fear.
i wait for whatever it is to get me, thinking the worse. when all of a sudden, a soft light green blanket is wrapped around me. in disbelief, i look up. above me was the guy from before. i stare in disbelief that he came this far for me.
"i see your awake. you must have been tired. i bandaged your wounds and made a fire to keep you warm, hope you dont mind."he said as he began to sit next to me.
i had no clue what to say all i could do was just look at the glow of the fire hit against his face. the more i stare, the more memories flow threw my mind. i want to stay here by him and i know there's a possibility i might get hurt, but i wanna take a chance...
- by scarlette_angel_always |
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- | Submitted on 02/07/2010 |
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- Title: deepend wounds
- Artist: scarlette_angel_always
- Description: i was bored in my room in deep thoughts and depression..although i wrote this two years ago it still seems to be a great writing of mine. please tell me your thoughts and take your time reading it.
- Date: 02/07/2010
- Tags: deepend wounds
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Little Milkflower - 02/17/2010
- Uhh.... A little different, could use some work, but over all I liked it.
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