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i miss you all already, and i havent even left yet. ::: posted by Eddie at 11:43 PM that night, my fist trembled with anger. that night, i was the only one who stood. that night, i was the only one who left. mother always played the fool for him. it sickens me. my mom deserves better, she deserves to be treated with higher respect. he told me to leave my own house. my own damn house. he has no right, but it was the right thing for me to do. no need to engage and make it worse than it already is. my mom didnt need any more anyway. i wish she would have stood her ground. (i hope she did). i wish i did. ::: posted by Eddie at 2:45 AM in this night, we are alive. it breaths into us a catalyst, quickening the pace of excitement, shooting thrill through our veins. together, we make haste through the fields, hearts racing, pounding like a rabid drum to the tempo of our mood. we come to the big tree in the center, we stand with the tree cropped to our left so that the moon can strike through the low clouds. out of breath, out of time, but we keep with the rhythm. ::: posted by Eddie at 5:01 PM |
