I don't remember how long I've been running on the open grounds. It does seem long enough. But I was determined,devoted. Up above me,I noticed the jet planes streaking through the blue-black sky. I did not care. I did,but I'm not going to pay any lebih attention to it than the sinking feeling of hopelessness that wrapped my mind. The grounds were filled with rocks and sharp stones. Any other day,I would have bothered to watch my way trying not to fall onto the sharp stones which threatened to tear my skin,but not today. No,not today...
There were sirens screaming faraway,in my direction and I was headed straight towards them. I really wished I had paid attention to the rocks,because I tripped on one of them,and fell to the ground on my knees with my hands stretched out...
"Ahhhh,damn",I berkata through gritted teeth and took a moment to examine the injury. Sure enough,my hands bore a nasty cut as I expected. I shifted my posture and sat on the ground to examine the damage the sharp stones had done to knees. I didnt even need to roll my jeans to my kness to examine the damage,asI felt my blood infintesimally soaking through my jeans. I muttered a few lebih curse words,and tried to get up using the upper portion of palm to steady myself.As I began to rise,I noticed a bright light flooding the ground.
No,it can't be but some part of my mind echoed it was. My worst fear. I could even hear the soft whizzing above me. The only part of my body which was failing to believe the obvious was my eyes. Slowly hesitatingly I raised my eyes to the sumber of brilliant light.
Momentarily,I was blinded and my eyelids fluttered fighting to keep themselves open,but once my eyes adjusted,I could make out the faint outline of the angkasa ship above me. Yes,my worst fear indeed. I'd heard that there was no coming back if they were to take me with them.
The thought of never seeing my family,my mother and sister filled my mind,but I knew I had to do this. I had to find him. Even if it meant walking right into my grave.So,I took a deep breath and with that all the fear left me. I felt neutral at last. I saw the the bright light amplify further. Then the rocky ground over which I treaded,disappeared as the only thing which surrounded me was the bright light.A silent thought raced my mind as I wondered whether that was the last thing I ever saw...
There were sirens screaming faraway,in my direction and I was headed straight towards them. I really wished I had paid attention to the rocks,because I tripped on one of them,and fell to the ground on my knees with my hands stretched out...
"Ahhhh,damn",I berkata through gritted teeth and took a moment to examine the injury. Sure enough,my hands bore a nasty cut as I expected. I shifted my posture and sat on the ground to examine the damage the sharp stones had done to knees. I didnt even need to roll my jeans to my kness to examine the damage,asI felt my blood infintesimally soaking through my jeans. I muttered a few lebih curse words,and tried to get up using the upper portion of palm to steady myself.As I began to rise,I noticed a bright light flooding the ground.
No,it can't be but some part of my mind echoed it was. My worst fear. I could even hear the soft whizzing above me. The only part of my body which was failing to believe the obvious was my eyes. Slowly hesitatingly I raised my eyes to the sumber of brilliant light.
Momentarily,I was blinded and my eyelids fluttered fighting to keep themselves open,but once my eyes adjusted,I could make out the faint outline of the angkasa ship above me. Yes,my worst fear indeed. I'd heard that there was no coming back if they were to take me with them.
The thought of never seeing my family,my mother and sister filled my mind,but I knew I had to do this. I had to find him. Even if it meant walking right into my grave.So,I took a deep breath and with that all the fear left me. I felt neutral at last. I saw the the bright light amplify further. Then the rocky ground over which I treaded,disappeared as the only thing which surrounded me was the bright light.A silent thought raced my mind as I wondered whether that was the last thing I ever saw...
your mistakes don't define you, now. they don't tell anda who you're not, atau who anda can never be. what's it take to get anda to say you'll try? you've got to live this life like it's the only one you've got. what would anda say, what would anda do, if this was your last day? so, anda found out today that life's not the same. not quite as good as yesterday.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think anda need to know that, of all the Warna that anda shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. anda should think about what anda do, befor anda do it, over and over again. i know anda feel alone, that know one can figure anda out, but anda sould know that we just Cinta to see anda smile.i know anda feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help anda come back.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think anda need to know that, of all the Warna that anda shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. anda should think about what anda do, befor anda do it, over and over again. i know anda feel alone, that know one can figure anda out, but anda sould know that we just Cinta to see anda smile.i know anda feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help anda come back.
Example of the Maiden
The Man With No Eyes Collection (1): The Actor
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the takhta that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if anda liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the takhta that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if anda liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)
I'm setting here looking at a paused Televisyen screen and i soon think to myself is that the way that our life is life when we are put on hold.
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be atau are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do anda think about this journal entry that i just wrote anda need to think about what i berkata and give me your best anwsers that anda can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be atau are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do anda think about this journal entry that i just wrote anda need to think about what i berkata and give me your best anwsers that anda can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
