R-u-n...
running at a fast pace,
feel your heart thumping.
B-b-Beating..
tearing your chest open.
Climb...
Up the hill,
feel your legs stinging.
Aching..*pant*
muscles tightening.
Reach the peak..
survey around.
no one else but you,
and 'world' you know of.
Everything else distant.
survey around.
no one else but you,
and 'world' you know of.
Everything else distant.
SCREAAAAmmm.....!
Scream.
scream.
scream so loud..
SO piercing..
Roar if you must.
no room for the monotonousness.
Till you're breathless.
Out of air.
*gasping*
Feel your throat burning.
Voice cracking.
Tears streaming..
Head pounding.
Body static.
Face numbed.
Today, you live.
*all graphics are taken from a range of sources.unless stated otherwise.
~Vibe: Theatre of Tragedy
4 comments:
wow, rach.
you're so much more than meets the eye ;)
and as far as 'not coming back' goes, we'll see.
but any chance to share that space with you again, i'll jump at :D
that was deep dude, i totally feel u...u r so radiant.
brana: i KNOW that ur gonna be back...its ur passion :)
Naz:radiant?hehe...naz..i wanna lunch with u guys.Hmph.
You 'stole' that picture from DeviantArt! I think. :O
Reading through the first few lines made me think i was reading a medical journal at first. The next thing i know is that i'm imagining an operating theater and a surgeon dicing up a patient using no anesthetic.
But of course you live through it. The doc only took away a kidney.
Jk.
- Ian
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