Friday, June 11, 2004
cont...
haha this is a continuation from the previous post...:) i miss the late nights that we spend together...the lame jokes that we tell...the games that we play..open numbers..truth or dare...guns n roses...squirt..bball...the 2 truths 1 lie game..and the quality game.. i miss the jokes made by u guys..u made me laugh so much.. i miss the pple..the sleeping durin panel discussions...n most of all..just u guys..u're all special in a different way..:) thank u for everything..
blaque stepped into the dark at 7:25 PM!
me
I stare up at the pure white ceiling
fans whirring softly
A deathly silence in the room
Fear grips me by the throat
As I watch Death slowly glide
My wrinkled hand grips the bedsheet
As I begin a silent litany of prayer
He glides past the sleeping child
in the opposite bed
past the lady gazing listlessly towards the window
I struggle to breathe
Strange wheezing noises
The demons within me rage
Wreaking havoc
As my feeble heart sputters and chokes
My eyes close in pain
Flying open
In shocked remembrance
To see
His dark hand reach for me
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