It was around one when I left the house. I couldn’t walk far, for it was dark. I hailed a cab. I told the cabbie to drive to a cathedral, near a small suburb, just outside New York City.
I didn’t dare close my eyes during the taxi ride. I did not need any imágenes to play behind my eyelids. The dream had been all too real.
After a ride down streets I could not name, we arrived at a tall, brick cathedral. I paid the cabbie, and got out of the car. He drove away. I walked up a few steps to the wooden door. I pulled on the handle…locked.
I sighed, and walked over to the left side of the church. There was a small side door. I tried to twist the knob it popped open. I walked in.
The room it lead me to was dark. I could barely see the other door across from the one I’d just entered. I opened up the other door. It lead me to the main room of the cathedral.
An alter sat at the front of the room. Pews sat, scattered across the rest of the room. A big, crystal chandelier lit the room. I took a asiento on a center pew. My arms rested on the pew in front of me.
I bowed my head. The end had been explored in my dream. The end of what, though? Was I dying? I couldn’t be, Lucy needed me, and Grey…She didn’t need me. I was only her toy.
“God,” I started praying aloud to calm my mind. “I feel so confused. I don’t know where I am going. I want to admit to my inner feelings, but I am too afraid. What if tu do not approve of what I feel?”
I took a breath, and shook my head. My voice was trembling.
“I’ve read your word, and what I feel condemns me. What if tu cast me to the fiery depths known as Hell? o have I already sealed my fate?”
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I didn’t dare close my eyes during the taxi ride. I did not need any imágenes to play behind my eyelids. The dream had been all too real.
After a ride down streets I could not name, we arrived at a tall, brick cathedral. I paid the cabbie, and got out of the car. He drove away. I walked up a few steps to the wooden door. I pulled on the handle…locked.
I sighed, and walked over to the left side of the church. There was a small side door. I tried to twist the knob it popped open. I walked in.
The room it lead me to was dark. I could barely see the other door across from the one I’d just entered. I opened up the other door. It lead me to the main room of the cathedral.
An alter sat at the front of the room. Pews sat, scattered across the rest of the room. A big, crystal chandelier lit the room. I took a asiento on a center pew. My arms rested on the pew in front of me.
I bowed my head. The end had been explored in my dream. The end of what, though? Was I dying? I couldn’t be, Lucy needed me, and Grey…She didn’t need me. I was only her toy.
“God,” I started praying aloud to calm my mind. “I feel so confused. I don’t know where I am going. I want to admit to my inner feelings, but I am too afraid. What if tu do not approve of what I feel?”
I took a breath, and shook my head. My voice was trembling.
“I’ve read your word, and what I feel condemns me. What if tu cast me to the fiery depths known as Hell? o have I already sealed my fate?”
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I needed more, more! I threw the book across the dimly lit, wooden attic. The book hit a stack of old newspapers. I tore open yet another book. Nothing would give me my answers.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” dicho Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” dicho Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
upset
and so many thoughts
circling around
your head,
tu try to make
this right,
to find the best way
so tu could feel better,
so tu could be free.
Pain will never
go away,
it always stays
to remember you
that life is not a dream,
life is unpredictable.
Endless questions,
so many "Why",
but the answer
we will
never find!
The strength within
will not let us crack,
life is unpredictable,
who's to say?
Today you're happy,
and yet
despair waits
stealthily
to engulf you.
But,
tu need to be prepared.
Not only bad things
happen to bad people.
Unfortunately,
so many pure,
honored hearts
have been broken for
so many times,
in so many pieces,
and yet
they live,
they live with
their agony,
they live with
their groan,
but they live,
tho their eyes are
always sad,
their hearts are
still softly.
Therefore
they know...
Therefore
they are...
The brightest star
that shines
in the dark,
that spark of hope
for all of us
who deserve better.
When tu look at the night sky, what do tu see?
In my eyes,
I see the moon as a peaceful spirit,
watching over me.
When tu stop and listen to the wind, what do tu hear?
In my eyes,
The wind sings to me and tells tales.
When tu feel the sun on your back, what do tu think?
In my eyes,
The sun reaches out and gives me a warm smile.
When tu hear a flowing stream, how does it sound?
In my eyes,
The stream is floating in my corazón and soul, drifting on and on.
When tu look at me, what do tu see?
In my eyes,
I see an average girl who is silently struggling inside.
But that's all in my eyes.
In my eyes,
I see the moon as a peaceful spirit,
watching over me.
When tu stop and listen to the wind, what do tu hear?
In my eyes,
The wind sings to me and tells tales.
When tu feel the sun on your back, what do tu think?
In my eyes,
The sun reaches out and gives me a warm smile.
When tu hear a flowing stream, how does it sound?
In my eyes,
The stream is floating in my corazón and soul, drifting on and on.
When tu look at me, what do tu see?
In my eyes,
I see an average girl who is silently struggling inside.
But that's all in my eyes.
Its too dark
Too dark to see what is going on
Tripping over the couch
Slamming into the wall
stepping on the remote
It was too dark
The undone dishes
The scattered roses
The broken picture
My broken heart
It was too dark
Believing it would change
That he would change
A Waste
A waste of my time
My Effort
The “No Messages” left on my phone
It was too dark
It was too dark to see what had happened
Too dark to try to fix things
Its just too dark
Someone turn on the light
That light bulb in my head of what Ive done wrong
Its too dark
Too dark to see what is going on
Tripping over the couch
Slamming into the wall
stepping on the remote
It was too dark
The undone dishes
The scattered roses
The broken picture
My broken heart
It was too dark
Believing it would change
That he would change
A Waste
A waste of my time
My Effort
The “No Messages” left on my phone
It was too dark
It was too dark to see what had happened
Too dark to try to fix things
Its just too dark
Someone turn on the light
That light bulb in my head of what Ive done wrong
Its too dark
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please if tu need advice, just try it.
the new Dear Annie
xxxxx