Untold
~~ Then i wont ..so you will! seeing as i wont cry it will make you oh so sad and ...the tear from his eye will run across his face like it was running from the thought that ... never again will he see tears from those dark brown eyes but maybe if they see the beauty of one tear from his face many tears will want to share the journey from her eyes ~~
~~ And for her tears he would wait….and wait…and wait. But if too long her eyes would be harden and dried out. So with great care ..if he will to just wait. Building that tear that joy that day to finally she would break. Slowly her color returns… as if the clouds let the sun rays take a turn on a rainy day. Slowly her dark long lashes move….as they should like a perfect match of deep waves to the sandy shore…back and forth such beauty goes. Slowly she shuts her eyes…And never averting his from hers he yells out. Is this the end? Will she be all but pieces? Where am I to go? ….but to his surprise she can see him ..he begins to move....he gets it! he understood... the time that she missed with eyes wide open daring not to blink for fear of what she would miss! But now they shut and there he is!! ….from her eyes falling…oh so dearly missed ~~
~~ And for her tears he would wait….and wait…and wait. But if too long her eyes would be harden and dried out. So with great care ..if he will to just wait. Building that tear that joy that day to finally she would break. Slowly her color returns… as if the clouds let the sun rays take a turn on a rainy day. Slowly her dark long lashes move….as they should like a perfect match of deep waves to the sandy shore…back and forth such beauty goes. Slowly she shuts her eyes…And never averting his from hers he yells out. Is this the end? Will she be all but pieces? Where am I to go? ….but to his surprise she can see him ..he begins to move....he gets it! he understood... the time that she missed with eyes wide open daring not to blink for fear of what she would miss! But now they shut and there he is!! ….from her eyes falling…oh so dearly missed ~~
~~ With the words that she wrote he could hear her voice in his heart ... calling him deeper into her story. she called for tears of innocence and vulnerability so that maybe she could feel again. his heartbeat matched hers and he knew that one day he would indeed cry these tears so that he might have the chance to see her feel again.
Beautiful Design
....Blinded by their happiness?.. So blinded by their happiness as they say. They fear to work for what cant be gained. They hurt, they long, they wish, they want. But wait! want more? The clock struck four and off they go. For in daylight they dream. DAYDREAM!. Dream to escape the sad story of the unfortunate event called their life. Day to day nothing will change. They hurt, they long, they wish, they want. For day, evil rest but come midnight the worlds a mess. Good old friends their at their best. Like clockwork they meet again. Evil, Midnight, and their old friend waiting on its prey just waiting to set in. Evil, Midnight and their old friend Pain ~~
~~ I sit on the edge of a void. staring out and at the world of many children of men. there spirits are high but only because they are diverted from their grim reality. see, its nightime is there world. they go about walking amlessley trying to find answers. the scratch and claw at the truth that they know is there. see this is their midnight. this is their darkest hour. the lies of the past have darkened the truth of the future so much so that it seems like an irrelevant repition of events and dreams cascading back down into their ever present nightmare, but at this moment they are blinded by their happiness..