Melissa


VoicesI felt the bodies all around me, Pushing, shoving, just drifting along. I tried to make sense of the mess. I heard millions of convorsations. Wispered or shouted, It was all the same. The same stories with different names, The same people with different faces. As I struggled up stream I heard them. Snippets of songs, Molding together to form a loud and constant noise. But then, Like a life ring thrown into the middle of a storm, I heard it. One noise above all the others. I spun around, Looking for the source of the voice. It started to driftVoices


Eureka MomentHope. Hope lifted me. Lifted me out of the Darkness. The darkness of dispare, The Blackness of mourning. The absolute abyss that I had been in. I flew as if on angels wings. My angel is a "who." My angel is a "what." My angel is words spoken, Spoken between a friend and a stranger. Between the known and the unknown. Old and New. I'd had no hope. No hope of finding the light, The light at the end of the tunnel. Then suddenly, I was in the light. No. I wasn't in the light. I was the light. The light that knows no darknesEureka Moment


Saved by the deadI pushed away the feelings, As they threatened to overwelm. I felt like I was drowning. Always pushed back under, Yet eachtime I had hope, Hope that I would break the surface, That I might finally be free. I felt crushed. Like the weight of it all, Every single event of that year, Was pushing down on me. I tried to run away, Only to discover I was frozen, In time and in place. I tried to get away, But I knew it was in vain. And so I just gave up. Gave in, Let the current take me. I finally broke the surface. Land and freedomSaved by the dead


Pity?I looked all around me, What did I see? Happy faces and couples, Dancing on the grass. Overjoyed and flamboyant, Happy and free. They know no sorrows, Sickness or death. They've never frowned, Or dropped down a tear. And what do I feel, For these happy, joyful folk? Neither desire nor envy, Not anger or rage, I feel only pity. For how can you truely love, Without fear of lose? How can you appreciate What you have and love, Without ever knowing that you could loose it? I can't help but ask myself, Are we really bePity?
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What a fire alarm is REALLY telling you: "Hey kids! Layzugami is dancing like Michael Jackson in the building!"
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WHERE'S CINDY?
AND
WHO IS AL?!?!?!
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Be what you would seem to be- or if you'd like it put more simply- Never imagine yourself to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not othewise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be.
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"Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you are a mile away from them, and you have their shoes."
-Frieda Norris
i'm using a different account from now on so...i'll rewatch you
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-STUPID HURTS. HOW MUCH PAIN ARE YOU IN?-
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"Don't be afraid to stand up for what you believe in, because if your afraid, then how can we change this world?"
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