These were her last words
Her last words before she was sent somewhere where she would never speak again.
A dimension completely different than ours,
Where there is no tomorrow, because there was no yesterday.
The room went black and mist rose from the floorboards.
She gasped for breath and looked out toward her audience to help her,
Anything, anything that would even make her feel a little bit reassured.
But all that started back were their blank, blissfully unaware faces.
She gives out one last scream as she sinks into the essence of her existence,
Thrown into which she always dreaded and hoped to never be apart,
Where sinners see the land that demons set forth for them.
No longer an angel, but nothing, nothing to anybody’s senses to ever experience again.
And yet to them, she still stood right there.
Goodbye, goodbye.
Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 1:01 PM UTC
These were her last words
Her last words before she was sent somewhere where she would never speak again.
A dimension completely different than ours,
Where there is no tomorrow, because there was no yesterday.
The room went black and mist rose from the floorboards.
She gasped for breath and looked out toward her audience to help her,
Anything, anything that would even make her feel a little bit reassured.
But all that started back were their blank, blissfully unaware faces.
She gives out one last scream as she sinks into the essence of her existence,
Thrown into which she always dreaded and hoped to never be apart,
Where sinners see the land that demons set forth for them.
No longer an angel, but nothing, nothing to anybody’s senses to ever experience again.
And yet to them, she still stood right there.
Goodbye, goodbye.
