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Misconceptions & Heartaches
...too sad to give a fuck...
Created on 2004-06-12 14:42:33 (#3458564), last updated 2005-09-01
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| Name: | Kayleigh |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 02-08 |
| Location: | United States |
| Website: | Hopeless-Rain.org |
"the fire in her eyes
grew dim and then died
as the poison inside reached her heart"
I step into the shower with the hopes of washing all my mixed up thoughts away. You've been such a large part of my life without even really having a place in it. I attempt to wash you away for good.
The soap is not strong enough or clean enough, though, to wash away my sorrow and my thoughts begin to spin around and around. They blend together and become disoriented by the raining pellets of the shower head. But it feels so good.
I turn up the heat and let my skin turn red as the steam rises around me. My heart bleeds. I've wanted you too badly for too long. Now all I need is to clear my slate.
The minutes tick by and the heat seeps beneath my skin and through my pores. My body radiates warmth. I force myself to exit the enclosed five by five cement and tile shower.
My body drips clean moisture off of glowing, cherry colored skin. I wrap a towel around myself and wring my pile of tangles out. As I make my way to the mirror, I realize that I cannot see anything through the thick layer of steam that hugs the shiny surface. With two fingers, I remove a thin line of steam and meet the gaze of two blurry eyes.
They are not my eyes. I am alone in the room, and I don't believe in Bloody Mary, but the two orbs glaring back at me are not my own. I squint, and they mimic me. But they remain strangers.
I cannot understand how this could be. The color is similar, as is the shape. The eyelashes are long and they flutter as I blink. Why aren't they mine?
The foggy steam begins to clear. Slowly, my mouth falls open and my towel slips from my grasp. They truly aren't my eyes.
My angry, dangerous thoughts of banishing you from me, my life, has cause a part of me to die. Life itself could never be the same. The evidence was right there, in my eyes.
I picked my heart up off the floor and when I slept that night, I dreamt of you.
I can’t live without you...even if I've never quite lived with you.

grew dim and then died
as the poison inside reached her heart"
I step into the shower with the hopes of washing all my mixed up thoughts away. You've been such a large part of my life without even really having a place in it. I attempt to wash you away for good.
The soap is not strong enough or clean enough, though, to wash away my sorrow and my thoughts begin to spin around and around. They blend together and become disoriented by the raining pellets of the shower head. But it feels so good.
I turn up the heat and let my skin turn red as the steam rises around me. My heart bleeds. I've wanted you too badly for too long. Now all I need is to clear my slate.
The minutes tick by and the heat seeps beneath my skin and through my pores. My body radiates warmth. I force myself to exit the enclosed five by five cement and tile shower.
My body drips clean moisture off of glowing, cherry colored skin. I wrap a towel around myself and wring my pile of tangles out. As I make my way to the mirror, I realize that I cannot see anything through the thick layer of steam that hugs the shiny surface. With two fingers, I remove a thin line of steam and meet the gaze of two blurry eyes.
They are not my eyes. I am alone in the room, and I don't believe in Bloody Mary, but the two orbs glaring back at me are not my own. I squint, and they mimic me. But they remain strangers.
I cannot understand how this could be. The color is similar, as is the shape. The eyelashes are long and they flutter as I blink. Why aren't they mine?
The foggy steam begins to clear. Slowly, my mouth falls open and my towel slips from my grasp. They truly aren't my eyes.
My angry, dangerous thoughts of banishing you from me, my life, has cause a part of me to die. Life itself could never be the same. The evidence was right there, in my eyes.
I picked my heart up off the floor and when I slept that night, I dreamt of you.
I can’t live without you...even if I've never quite lived with you.

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