12 February 2013
Motionless I lie, a dead expression held upon my face. All feeling has turned numb from the jagged tear that has been inflicted.
Still motionless, my skin cracks and peels like the dry, hard ground in a desolate desert.
Continued motionless, my skull rupturing with the rushing thoughts of what I have lost. Franticly my eyes search the inside of my memories to find where it has gone, panic takes hold of a body left without a will or strength.
Sapping, splinter, my bones react under the pressure. The pain, its too much and I cant scream for help.
Wait.
Your here... Your here, leaning over me. The warm, softness of your skin awakens mine from its petrified slumber and your voice calms the rage inside me. All the edges become smooth and you awaken my strength.
You give me all that I need, and all that she took from me. Your here, your the first and your here, for me and me alone. You stand and carry me to the one place in this deceiving and wretched land I could be safe from her, within your embrace...
Ripped Away And Restored • Opuss № I