It started with a crack. Like the crack of a whip, like the crack of a gun, like the crack in your bedroom wall. A single noise, and it all spiraled out of control. My world ended with that crack, but from it a new world arose. It was simple, strong, but without beauty. Oh, it was pretty enough; it had beautiful cliffs and twisted art capable of baffling our greatest of critics; yet it was all hollow. Nothing but shallow perception. Nothing was truly as it seemed, all was a lost forlorn wasteland tangled in a nest of fallow. Their simple, flawed reasons and bloodied world was as two dimensional, fleeting, and incorporeal as a shadow, yet no one cared. No one needed to. So I did. I cared for the world. I cried for the world I once new. I spilled my blood on and for this desperate shell of a world, this wreck of a life, I now know. A single crack was all it took, and the world fell. I know eventually this piece of ravished terror will form something whole and beautiful, but as it is it is but a helpless scared animal, shying from my headlights. I will die in this world uncared for as I care, and beauty dies with me.
looking out the window, i watched the storm take over the sky, drops of water slid down the glass pane, i tried to open the window but it was locked, all i could do was watch the darkness engulf the light as tears rained down from the sky, i began to bang on the window desperately trying to ease her pain but it was too late the ground shook as thunder rumbled from the clouds and sparks of lightening illuminated the flooded ground. her broken soul had given up as the clouds parted and the sky was white, blank, dead
ill watch as you walk the tightrope, ill stand under you just in case you fall, ill hold my breath as your foot slips but you always keep your balance, i will stare at you in awe but deep down i know i am not needed for there is a net beneath you which he wove, i know deep down you are safest in his heart but i cannot help but want you in my own, so ill watch you from below knowing you are to high up for me to reach, ill watch as you walk the tightrope that is your life
i looked into his pale blue eyes and he turned away, he told me not to look too deep or i would drown, i told him i would dive into the darkest parts of his mind, his soul and his heart because ive been swimming in my own thoughts my whole life, im a strong swimmer. he turned back around to face me with tears in his eyes and he looked down at our feet hanging down from the branch. i pushed his face up and i made a promise, a promise which changed our lives. i promised i would swim with him, i would drown with him, i promised i would stay with him always and forever...