mandygene

Bury me so deep that I can't dig myself out. Bury me alive, so I have time to pray before I die. Turture me. Tear me, limb from limb. Rip of skin. Let my blood dance between your finger tips. Take away my will to live. Inject me with your poison. Let my heart stop beating and rip it out. Keep it safe. Drown me. Hold me under. Let the water fill my lungs. Hurt me. Wound me. Scar me deep. I'll let you.

I remember the light from across the water, and think: It could have never been more perfect. It was better with you there. But in my nightmares you're not. And I wake to realize that, the nightmare is real. I remember your eyes. They shone with some foriegn emotion. One that no one had ever shown me. And I want to see them again. But I already deleted every picture of you. And in my dreams, you have no eyes. The world is so much darker without the love directed to me. I remember the storm. My fear that you pushed away. The calmness, your calmness that flowed through me. I remember the kiss. Our first and only. My

Her eyes, like glass shimmering with moisture, yet, dull and lifeless. Her smile, a fraud, an imposter on such a frail and sad being. Her chin, quivering with the impact from such a bestial matter setting upon her heart. Yet, forcing her shoulders back, and holding her head high, she steps into the water, not looking back. Though, she falters as her name rings out amidst the silence. The taste of fear evelopes her senses, and she turnes, her gaze awed. Alas! Her Love! And yet her Love makes no move, and she falls to her knees, only to be carried from her living Hell, rightfully, by the waters