I began to wander around, trying to find my way out of the fleshy cave. Groping around on the ground I managed to find a torch and a lighter; how they got there I have no idea. I lit the torch and searched the cave for an exit.
After a few minutes, it began to seem less dark in there, and I could see a single shaft of light up ahead. I ran toward this new hope and found my exit. I dropped the torch and basked in the warm sunlight. I never thought I would be so happy to have that damned glare in my eyes as I was then.
The grass was swaying and birds flying about, but something seemed odd, like everything was moving really slow. I walked away from the mouth of the cave and noticed that the birds and grass were still in the exact same place, and it seemed to me that time had frozen. I didn't want to believe this so I tried blowing on the grass to make it move, but nothing happened. I ran towards the birds to frighten them away, but they stayed there, frozen in the sky.
I became frustrated with this situation, so I decided to leave this area and walk to somewhere else, hopefull to find more luck there. I eventually came to a city, but it too was dead in time, and I never once saw a person other than myself there. I was still all alone, no better than I had been back oon the Cave.
Feeling like there was nothing else I could do I found a length of rope, a chair and a nice traffic light post. I tied the rope to the post in a noose and stood on the chair.
So, this is it. I'm the only one here, and not even time is passing... so what do I do? Is suicide the real answer? Can I even get out of here by hanging myself? Can I even die if time isn't passing? Will anyone notice I'm gone, or has reality ceased to exist? Why do I want to do this? Is there anything else I could do? Is there something I can try to do that might make things normal once again?
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Do you know what it's like to love some one so much that each day without him is a tortured eternity? Do you know what it's like when you can't remember the last time he held you in his arms? Do you remember the taste of his kisses? Do you remember the way he smelled the last time he held you? Do you remember what he was wearing the last time you saw him? Do you know what it's like to go months without nothing more than phone calls and webcams? Do you remember the last time you simply held each other? Do you know what's it's like to not remember his embrace?
These things I wish none of you to ever experience.
 vafalla · Tue Feb 27, 2007 @ 05:20am · 1 Comments |
