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You light my way when there is darkness.
It was suffocating: the blackness encompassed me, strangling me, drowning me. I wasn't going to surface; it was impossible to surface; I was falling. I would have hit the ground, and I would have vanished. I wasn't screaming; I had accepted my fate, my quiet death in the black abyss of nothingness. Then there was you; the simple hand slipped into mine, the simple brush of lips against my cheek; and I was alive again, staring into the bright light of your eyes, your heart, your soul. You were, and are, my light.
You catch me when I fall.
I was falling. I was alone, it was dark, and I was not going to claw my way out. I was going to hit the ground, and there I would stay until I finally had the guts to let the blackness claim me. I was going to die, I was going to leave, I was going, and I was falling. I was spinning as I fell, with my eyes closed, not caring to open my eyes to see the darkness greet me. And then you caught me; as simple as that, an arm slipped around mine, saving me from what surely would have ended in death, saving me from myself. As simple as a smile thrown my direction. You caught me as I fell, and still catch me as I fall.
You are my air.
I could not breathe. It was not that I wasn't trying; rather, the air I breathed was dull and empty. I was drowning in the darkness, and the emptiness of the air. It was enough, to let me live, and yet it was not enough. It was without you. And then there was your breath, and it spread as though like fire, the freedom of the air, the wind, the small molecules that set me free let in by the simple feel of your presence. You were, and are, my air.
You are my freedom.
The wind blew dully, shoving back the trees as though they were dancing. I watched them fall, and I looked up to find nothing but a dull grey. My eyes were covered, veiled; I could not see the sky, then. I could see the ground, and the earth, but nothing as free as the sky. The animals were walking dully, a routine set for them; drink, eat, rest; drink, eat, rest. I watched their routine, my own changed only slightly; watch, drink, eat, rest. That was as it was, and no more could be found for me; I had searched within myself for what I knew should have been there, but it was not. And then there were your eyes, and they removed the darkness, and helped me to see the sky. As simple as a reassuring squeeze and a smile. You were, and are, my freedom.
You are my life.
I was broken. I knew that much, because my mind, filled instead with patches of grey. My mind was begging me to fill the gaps, but it was too heavy; I fell, and I tumbled, and I broke. I was broken. I was gone. Like a disease, the blackness in my mind spread, seeping slowly through my veins into every part of my body, until I longed for death as though it were a drug. Barely, I clung to life until morning. It was suffocating, every moment of my life excruciatingly painful; I was dead on the inside. And then there was you; simply you. There was you, and you saved me. You were my life, and you still are.
~The Smiling Anon
I-I... no words can describe this smile....
 aphelia the vampire · Tue Jul 19, 2011 @ 02:01pm · 0 Comments |
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