I've lost precious moments in a dull, dead, part of myself and I'm finally ready to return darker, wiser and ready to face the words that have been rusting away inside me over the last few months.
THE STORY
- I faded in
- I lost myself to a stranger
- I found a bleeding, darkened heart inside her and wanted to save the glimmer which remained
- I saw her fading soul and felt her losing her destiny to memories and pain
- I offered up my defences to show her the difference between love and agony
- I gave her a pedestal so she had the ability to capture stars once again
- I climbed walls to show her how easy it was to dream after helping to climb over them herself
- I broke my back so she had someone to step on in case she lost balance and fell again
- I swallowed empty lies so she could trust herself and the world around her once more
- I let her sting me so she could rid herself of all the splinters she had accumulated in her story
- I painted her darkest memories with my blood so she had could stop seeing them in black and grey
- I found the scattered pieces of her soul and gave her directions so she knew where to find them
- I fell for every piece of her puzzle and forgot where I left the breadcrumbs of my heart
- I got stepped upon on her way back to where she was comfortably numb and
- I got my blood tainted black so my veins were filled with a void called nothingness and dispare
- I found a numb, dead reflection in the mirror which had too much rhetoric and too little hope
- I lost her to the stars, the past and the lies within the words "I Love You"
- I faded out
I'd like to thank a few deviants for keeping in touch while I was on the other side. Bleeding_Halo, IMAGEination, RN2 and GlorifiedSnapshots, thanks for everything.
My Favourite Deviants remain:
To all DeviantWatchers, something is on the way!
Welcome The Blue Of My Soul!