30 seconds of pain
Nov. 1st, 2010 07:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whitephoenixHer heart thumped. Pain. Fury. Death. Surrounding her. Haunting her. Bleeding into her with each step she took.
Dark.
The world was dark. Clouded by the sins of humanity. Once light, it was tarnished by the hypocrisy of the right.
Cracked.
It was falling apart. The Earth, our hearts, our minds. It was splitting into pieces. Seperated.
Pain.
Our hearts. Torn in two directions. To remain hidden? Or to reveal itself?
Rejection.
Our true selves, rejected by our families. Alone, we walk this neverending path, fending away the cruel insults hurled upon us by our fellow men.
Suffering.
The poor, the desitute. Lying on the cold, dirty streets. Shivering as the cruel winter chilled them. Cowering in their flimsy shelters, they prayed.
Prayer.
Useless perhaps? Perhaps your God has forsaken us, perhaps we have angered him/her with our careless discrimination.
Death.
Ultimately we fall into her arms. Gladly? Sadly? Full of regrets? Who knows when she'll take us?
Tears.
For the ones that left us long before their time. For the ones who we hurt.
For the ones we never told.
Dark.
The world was dark. Clouded by the sins of humanity. Once light, it was tarnished by the hypocrisy of the right.
Cracked.
It was falling apart. The Earth, our hearts, our minds. It was splitting into pieces. Seperated.
Pain.
Our hearts. Torn in two directions. To remain hidden? Or to reveal itself?
Rejection.
Our true selves, rejected by our families. Alone, we walk this neverending path, fending away the cruel insults hurled upon us by our fellow men.
Suffering.
The poor, the desitute. Lying on the cold, dirty streets. Shivering as the cruel winter chilled them. Cowering in their flimsy shelters, they prayed.
Prayer.
Useless perhaps? Perhaps your God has forsaken us, perhaps we have angered him/her with our careless discrimination.
Death.
Ultimately we fall into her arms. Gladly? Sadly? Full of regrets? Who knows when she'll take us?
Tears.
For the ones that left us long before their time. For the ones who we hurt.
For the ones we never told.