I was once a shattered soul, fighting to live every waking moment, counting the days as they slowly crawled by.
Never did I experience the joy that surrounded me, for I was too blind to realize it's presence.
As my sorry excuse of a life trudged on, I came to know the all too real sense of pain that came with it.
Rejection...Hatred....Sorrow....all becoming more and more a part of my reality.
No longer able to bare this torture...I created my own world, one that only I could find, my release from my prison called reality.
There, the girl I loved never would reject me, and never again would I endure the eternal sorrow of rejection. Never again would I sit in fear, constantly assuming that everyone hated me...for here....here I was loved, and every day, I seemed to remain here longer.
I would die to stay here forever.....
My senses blurred, all that I could see, hear, and feel was what I wished to be so....yet...for some reason...in my realm of happiness...it rained....and it felt like...like tears. Yet...why would tears be here....was this not my escape from sorrow?
*As the tear splashes on his face, the coffin is closed, and a few moments later is buried, the epitaph reads.."My Escape..."*
- Title: My Escape
- Artist: Dizzy_Demons
I realize now this is a pretty dark piece. It was written a while back when I had the desire (and the skill) to do this sort of thing. If it's taken pretty well I'll probably get back into the habit. Constructive criticism is welcome, just try not to make me want to jump off a cliff. xD
Punctuation may not be the best, but the random pauses they are used to express are what make the piece in my opinion, along with the ending. =D
- Date: 11/26/2008
- Tags: escape