Demmy's blog: "Writings"

Shades of grey cover my eye's, as somthing warm and wet streaks my skin. Ignoring the sting in my chest, I continue my stride foreward, no end to my journey in sight. In the distance I can hear your laughter, whirling around as I search in eager circles, looking for the source. As I flail, urges of holding you creep in my chest, as the pain makes a lump fill my throat. I scream at you, I scream at my self, and I scream your name, pleading for you to come back.

The grey becomes black, blacker than the midnight on a moonless night. I still yell, yellng till I am hoarse, and my throat pulse's with pain. I scream till my lungs ache so much I can hardly breathe, and all the while I can still hear you laughing at me. My eye's blur as salty rivers start flowing again. Ignoring my tears, I slowly sob and pull my knees to my chest, rocking slowly. Images start to flash now, playing memories of you. You in your cherry bathing suit, and it never staying on. The fire works reflecting of your face, as you smile at each blossum. The day we first met, and me threatening to kick your ass. How you looked, in my arms as you slept. I smile despite the tears on my face. I remember why I gave you your name, curled up in the sunspots on my bed. The funny and cute lil personality quips that you had. The way your face lit up when you smiled.

Sharp pain stings my cheek as I hit myself, trying to dislodge the images from my head. And I hurt more knowing how much I loved her, and that I prolly will never stop loving her either. Clearing my head I hear somthing. It sounds like wind, but as it gets louder I can hear wings. The black slowly fades and brightens. As my eye's adjust to the new light, a figure stands in front of me, with arms wide open. As I gaze on the face of who stands in front of me, I see that is is not her. This new face is happy, warm and inviting, safe. I hear a voice whisper in my ear, as this person takes me in to her arms. Hush my love, she says, I am here now, and that mean person is gone, and not here anymore. I am not her, I have no games to play, I am here to care for you, and to walk this path with you.

Losing myself in the embrace, I bury my head in your chest, contiuing to weep. Lifting my head, this angel gently kiss's me passionatly, while pulling me tighter. As you break the kiss, I feel your teeth buried in to my neck, and the vitility of my body rushing out. As my sight faded to black, I hear you whisper in my ear.

"Hush my love, Shyra is here. I will take away all your pain."