I do not remember much at all the hard round wet pebbles beneath me the cool weeds breaking between my legs, I do not remember much at all. Silly how the winters snowy flurries caused me to run wildly into the night unashamed of how the day ended, unaware of what tomorrow will bring.
It is the horror that causes so much pain the horror that tosses my mind. The horror, but I do not feel ashamed and yet I can still feel the wet pebbles, what is this strange enchanted bed, as if I was somehow awake, I want to scream at Hell. I know how to love, immortality is for the young. Do not run I see you.
I do not remember much at all, are you watching me waiting for me to share my secret do you want to hear a song. You know I do not remember much at all. I can see you, yes I can, the horror yes the horror, so much pain I can feel the wet pebbles beneath me I can see you through the ice looking down at me.
I shall lay here until the spring rain breaks lose the ice and frees me again. Funny how the current moves me up and down my mouth is open look at my angry frown, if not for this stake you have driven through me holding me, damn you come spring I shall escape, and again you shall be mine.
What trick did you use? What spell does bind me, I cannot remember much at all. I know how to love. Damn you come spring I shall have you all, damn you come spring I will have you all. Strange how the pebbles feel beneath me, do not leave, how I enjoy knowing you are looking down at me.
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And the grief of a realization
Are we mad to think this is more than a story?
Vampires…love sucking hearts-yes they are vamps!
Now he is plunged to an icy grave…horror for sure!
Like he is still alive & suspended in the coldness
Those last moments of the soul inside…
And then there is this metaphor of his love he sees in her…
And the death of his heart…but spring (hope)
Peace & Inspirations
Vickie
sooo...about the pic...it looks Exactly like someone I didn't know...
GOD BLESS
Tony
written, Mr. Williams.
-gene.