Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Life

Life
by echez
Uploaded 20th Jul 2001

Piles of rocks upon the fleshy pink of spilling blood, it beats without a source- smashed into the pores of earth. A stained rash which never fades entices with the wretched laughter echoing into cold of night. You try to catch the voices in the dark but they drift into the wintered wind. Pulses of chills run through your skin you try to stop it but you can't.

The way it is, the way it's supposed to be-NO! I can't have it. Why must it be so? Summer goes but it comes again. You disappear to never return, you defy the final law of nature, the one that says that we are one. The one that says that love is joy. When winter goes it takes with it the bitter cold. You leave the worst for I. A barrel of fear, a field of pain, and worst of all a world of loss.

Continuing it's path, the Earth misses not a minute. Every piece of that dreaded phrase, kept and saved into eternal files of pain. Repeating once and again.

When you finally pierce a hole, everything at rapid speeds, is sucked out of this dimension. You strive with lifeless hope to find the missing arrow, the one that would point the way to help.

Your soul is alone in the fire, no one told you about the bomb, if they did you too would have run, if they'd only taken two breaths and spent one on you.

The sun shines now. It shines into my eyes. Not the beauty of the lillies not the pain of love- life has become a task, an eternal task to live.

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