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i stand here all alone waaiting woundering. i hear her crying screaming from miles away but yet i can do nothing. her radience is ever lasting and beauty is ever matching. and i here her call to come play, she wishes to be with me, and she wishes to have comfert here. but yet i have nothing to give. to think that we are link together would be an understatement, i can feel her pain, i can hear her calls. we have more of a connection then any one else. but yet i can not get to her. she screems to me "plaese come save me!" while im all asleep in my bed at nights. and i can see her truth in the bottom of her heart the she is scared of wut might become. but yet there is nothing i can do. for i the mere pesant has no voice and has no ability. i can not go to her in the way i have become. at night wishing i could go to her and take it all away. but at the same time i wish some one you take m away from this world, so i could not bother those who care so much. to be a child of the night for ever more. to fly with the owls, and run with the wolves, jujst to be a child of the night. but yet she still calls for me and thats all that keeps me around eniogh just to hold on just a lil bit long to the life i have. Post a comment in response: |
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