|Those Last Few Moments
Author: morningnight PM
..."I watched as her now pale lips tried to move to say something, but the voice she had once had was lost, and there was nothing more then the movement of her cracked lips. I shook my head slightly as I reached over and put my hand on hers, entangling our fingers. I did not want her to speak and waste energy on something so pointless."...Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 652 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Published: 08-18-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3051445
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Those Last Few Moments
I will admit, I am crying once more,
because all I see are those locked doors.
The meaning, the love, the feelings
are all now bleeding.
I looked down at the girl in front of me. The red liquid spilled out all around her, surrounding her in nothing more then a red abyss. Her smooth skin grew paler and paler every minute that I watched, waited for her to move. None of this felt real. None of this felt as if it was happening. It felt like nothing more then a faded memory; one that I wanted to bury itself back in the depths of my mind.
I see your face
and remember this place,
where everything was once bliss
and that one, soft kiss.
I reached out and touched her pale face, moving slowly; afraid she would brake under my touch. How did this happen? How did everything end like this? As my finger brushed he cheek, her brown eyes opened slightly. They turned towards me slowly, the energy slowly fading from them. Why was this happening to her? Why now? I had finally wrapped my arms around something precious to me, and it was now being taken away from me.
Looking back upon my past mistakes,
I realize the insanity it takes
to have done everything wrong
and to have missed it all along.
I watched as her now pale lips tried to move to say something, but the voice she had once had was lost, and there was nothing more then the movement of her cracked lips. I shook my head slightly as I reached over and put my hand on hers, entangling our fingers. I did not want her to speak and waste energy on something so pointless. As long as she kept her heart beating, just for a little longer, I would be happy.
No matter how long it will take
I will make sure you wake
This never ending dream
Is all but what it will seem
I listened as her breathing grew sharp and rough as she tried to take the air around her in. The blood that from her wound had somehow traveled to her lungs and was now currently filling them. I closed my eyes and squeeze her hand, listening, waiting for the noise that I know will save her, but there was nothing in this silent air. I did not reopen my eyes until I heard a soft noise. Looking down, I found a tear sliding down her cheek as she looked up at me. I wanted to stop it. I wanted to stop the teas that were filling her eyes. But I knew I could not.
I can't take back what I did before
But I pray that time will give us more
Though I promise you
That this was not all I wanted to do
I squeezed her hand once more before smiling to her. I did not want her to cry, but I knew that she had every right. There was no hope left. She was already too far gone. Even if they arrived in time, there was never any guarantee. I closed my eyes as I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself, but it did nothing for me. I opened them again to see that she was staring up at me with afraid eyes. I knew she knew what I was thinking, but I could do nothing more for her or the pain that she felt. All I could do was sit there and watch in these last few moments.
I found this poem in old of my old journal on deviantART and I decided to continue it a little and add a story. Sorry if its a little *cough cough* a lot *cough cough* depressing. Sorry I think I'm getting a cold ^^, But I hope you enjoy it anyway