| 22. Jun 2005 13:37 ...but he grew tired of seeing the sadness in her eyes.
and every time that he visited she asked to let her go.
but he would not let her go, as he knew she would not come back again.
and she would not.
so he kept her locked in and allowed her the air to breathe in limited quantities and water to drink in limited quantities and food to eat in limited quantities.
and she took what he gave, because love was not dead in her heart and she would still let him in her soul.
but she grew tired of painting sadness in her eyes.
and every time that he visited she asked to let her go.
but he would not let her go, as she knew she would not come back again.
and she would not.
so she kept on waiting for him to come.
and his voice would bring her alive and set her back into the darkness.
and his touch would make her feel and reason and leave her unfeeling and insane as he left.
and the light of the day was long since forgotten in her eyes when she could still see the open sky in her own undieing hope.
so he found her living every time he came around.
but he knew not that she was dead every moment alone.
and she grew used to keeping sadness in her eyes.
and every time that he visited she asked to let her go.
but she knew he could not let her go, as he knew she could not come back.
and she would not.
so she let the demons into her soul.
and they ravished her mind and sent her into oblivion of her own understanding.
and she forgot the blight of the sun and the sparkle of the moon.
and she locked her in and took the air to breathe in limited quantities and water to drink in limited quantities and food to eat in limited quantities.
and she let her hope go and forgot the light of the day.
but love was still not dead in her heart and though she had no soul to let him into, she would still come alive when he came to visit.
so she vanished and all that was left was the sadness from her eyes.
and every time that he visited it asked to let her go.
but he knew he could not let her go, as he knew she would not come back.
and she would not. 2 raksta - ir doma |
