"He loved her; loved her the way you only love one person, in a lifetime. He loved her…"
~ 'Break' by Glitterjewele http://www.fictionpress.com/read.php?storyid=1475533
Extended Lufians – Chapter 8: A Hell Not Covered by Text Books.
All aspirations have faded,
My life holding only the requisite to cry
Afterall, someone has to maintain the oceans
Even if that may not be their intention
Tears need a purpose.
This tomb, this filter-less prison
I yearn to make smaller, less spacious
It's hard to know where I should cry next…
The bathroom, lounge, coffin…
A decision I wouldn't have to make
If you were still available to my lips
And even though my escape is convenient
I feel the need to explore the edge
Travel the cliff's poignant curves
Just in case you're hidden in its crevasses
For if you come back, and I'm gone…
This pain, this pain I wish on no one.
Its warped, this existence
I traveled, I found, I reveled…
I'm in a hell not covered by text books
You're taught: you die, hell follows
So I must be special, so privileged
Here I am.
I'm in a hell not described by text books,
Barely surviving
And so privileged…
I miss you.
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I suppose "I miss you" really doesn't cover it, but what the hell. Quite different to my usual style, but hopefully It'll do the trick while miraculously making up for my severely nonexistent updating skills, sorry *winces*. Also, this quote I stumbled across in glitterjewele's story 'break' which is excellent and I forcefully suggest you read…the link's up there, just to remind you ;) – yeah, probably should have asked your permission first, but well…surprise!
*runs away*
~ 'Break' by Glitterjewele http://www.fictionpress.com/read.php?storyid=1475533
Extended Lufians – Chapter 8: A Hell Not Covered by Text Books.
All aspirations have faded,
My life holding only the requisite to cry
Afterall, someone has to maintain the oceans
Even if that may not be their intention
Tears need a purpose.
This tomb, this filter-less prison
I yearn to make smaller, less spacious
It's hard to know where I should cry next…
The bathroom, lounge, coffin…
A decision I wouldn't have to make
If you were still available to my lips
And even though my escape is convenient
I feel the need to explore the edge
Travel the cliff's poignant curves
Just in case you're hidden in its crevasses
For if you come back, and I'm gone…
This pain, this pain I wish on no one.
Its warped, this existence
I traveled, I found, I reveled…
I'm in a hell not covered by text books
You're taught: you die, hell follows
So I must be special, so privileged
Here I am.
I'm in a hell not described by text books,
Barely surviving
And so privileged…
I miss you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I suppose "I miss you" really doesn't cover it, but what the hell. Quite different to my usual style, but hopefully It'll do the trick while miraculously making up for my severely nonexistent updating skills, sorry *winces*. Also, this quote I stumbled across in glitterjewele's story 'break' which is excellent and I forcefully suggest you read…the link's up there, just to remind you ;) – yeah, probably should have asked your permission first, but well…surprise!
*runs away*